Cindra’s POV
I lay awake, staring at the moon out my window. I was numb and lost. I didn’t even bother closing the door after he left, and soon, the drafts dried my tears and carried away the last of his scent. When the smell of him was gone, I missed it.
It was dumb. I should just go to sleep, but I couldn’t. I got out of bed, wiping my face. Crying wasn’t going to help. Hadn’t I learned that? I needed to move forward one way or another. Even if Helio was an asshole, and he was, it was clear that there was something going on between us.
I just didn’t know what it was.
The simplest answer was that I wasn’t Knox’s mate. The rejection failed because there wasn’t anything to reject. I didn’t let myself think about what that implied about my relationship with Helio. Instead, I focused on w
