Jemima
I couldn’t sleep, not after what happened few hours ago. It was as if I was made into an open book where he alone can read. Tsk! I hissed. What is wrong with me.? How come all of my shame disappeared into thin air.?
The scenery kept replaying in my head, taking sleep further away and I became helpless.
“You should sleep now, Jemima.. tomorrow they say, is pregnant.” Kilan said from beside me, looking at me with what I use to want before but solely hates now. Pity!!!
“I don’t care Kilan. Didn’t you see what that bastard did.?” I was fuming yet my face remained heated.
“He’s your mate, Jemima.. blame it on that.” Kilan said and instead of my furry to be buried, they were ignited further.
“He’s enemy,” I called, folding my hands in front of me.
I feel disgusted having him touch
