I sit at the table, looking at the remains of my meal.
We’re fated. We’ll get past this.
I have no doubt about that.
Chapter Fifty-Nine
Robin
Cara insists on getting me a new plate of food, telling me that there would be waste either way.
I nod numbly as she takes back the cold plate.
She prepares me a new one while I try to keep my thoughts from spiralling.
Everything up until now has felt like the most amazing dream since I was given my suite and a job at the academy. Falcon and his claims that I’m his true mate were a part of that, too.
If becoming mated to him means leaving Goldcrest, I don’t know if I can say yes.
No matter what my heart feels, my head is telling me it’s safe right where I am.
It wasn’t safe in Ivan Hamilton’s home, and I didn’t know that until I almost died.
Cara smiles as she passes me the new plate.
The meal I’m about to eat probably represents a whole week’s worth of food from my past diet, the one the only person who ever cared about me back then controlled.
Colleen had her reasons for underfeeding me.
I know that now, and I understand why.
But I don’t want to ever end up in a situation like that ever again.
I can’t just trust my feelings and hope for the best.
I need to know I won’t be blindsided.
I smile at Falcon as I sit back down at the table, full plate in front of me.
“Cara insisted on giving me a new plate. There’s extra meat, if you want another …”
He shakes his head slowly, his arms folded and leaning on the table.
“You should eat,” he tells me. “I’m done.”
I pick up my silverware and start to eat, taking my time and trying not to think about what might happen a few weeks or months from now.
I’m not going to leave Goldcrest any time soon.
I might even choose to stay and let him walk away from me.
It hurts to think like that, but I know I have options.
I don’t have to give up the life I’ve been given here.
All I care about right now is holding onto that.
Chapter Sixty
