Amanda’s POV.
The past few weeks, I’d been practically ignored by Kelvin, not because I’d let myself fade into the background, but because he was so caught up in my own sister that I became a ghost to him.
His own mate.
The same female he’d been obsessed with for years.
I’d become a mere ghost in my own home.
When I went out last night, it had been for two reasons. The first was to try to block out the noise and chaos in my mind, the second was to make him feel the same pain he made me feel and then rub it all in his face when I got back.
The issue was that now, after the evening I’d spent with Damon, I couldn’t care less about his attention. I didn’t find satisfaction in his reddened face or the stark look of jealousy in his eyes right now. If anything, I felt irritated at the fact
