Chapter 65

DOMINIC’S POV I tossed and turned all night, the sheets twisted and strangling me like chains I couldn’t break free from. Sleep was a cruel dream, taunting me from just beyond my reach. No matter how many times I slammed my eyes shut, all I could see—burned into the back of my mind—was her. Olivia. Standing tall, standing proud, her arms folded across her chest as if to hold herself together, staring at me with those eyes... Eyes that once looked at me with so much love—now filled with nothing but betrayal and heartbreak. It gutted me. It destroyed me. How the hell was I supposed to forget that look? How was I supposed to live with myself after seeing it—knowing I had put that pain there? I gritted my teeth, punching the mattress uselessly. "Fuck!" I growled into the empty room. How do you forget the sight of your mate standing before you, breaking apart right in front of your eyes, while you turned your back? I feel it now. I finally feel it—the sharp, splintering agony of abandonment