Freedom for Sarah

Chapter 31 Freedom for Sarah

GAEL’S POV

She has been on my mind all night, and I hate that I can't get rid of that bitch. She accusing me of not paying attention to the supposed women I fuck, makes me mad. To make matters worse, last night, I had taken a walk and found myself in front of the house the healer lives in. I hate that I can't control the direction my legs go many times. I didn't know Ezra had been going behind my back to form friendships with an outcast like her. They were having a good time on the porch of the house, laughing at some stupid joke, I am sure. He was supposed to spend time with me and console me for the death of my pup, instead, he gave an excuse saying he had an important meeting to attend. That's his intended destination.

My head ached from the sleepless night. But it's not just about the stupid healer; may the goddess forgive me for hating on her messenger. Still, that doesn't mean I fancy her taste in people. Who picks an inadequate folk to represent the