Alpha Edward’s POV
I flung away the files stacked up on my desk. My mind was a mess. Ever since Amanda left, I have never been myself. It felt as if a part of me left with her. I couldn’t explain how I became so attached to her. I thought it would be easy to forget about her. In fact, I have had countless s*x over the weeks, thinking that perhaps it would help me forget about her, but alas, I was wrong. I couldn’t take my mind off her. I thought of her every single day. I imagined her in my head. I thought of the s*x we had in the garden. Those images were unable to leave my mind; it seemed they were stuck there forever.
I wished I could have her back. I wished I could go over to France and bring her back, but I didn’t have any right to do so. She was the mate of my best friend and beta.
