Thirty-Five

Thirty-Five

Naomi

Brittany stood in front of the door as we got down. Her wyesbwidened in happiness as Seth made his way through. Then before she smashed her lips against his, she shot me a dirty smirk.

I watched her kiss my mate, her fingers tangling themselves in his hair as he stood there, doing nothing to stop her.

I should have walked away. I should have left the minute she did, but I just couldn't believe Seth could do something like that to me. Just few hours ago, he couldn't keep his hands off of me.

Was everything a joke to him? Didn't I mean something?

My heart broke as she pulled away, and her eyes met mine, a hidden glint of victory in them. She won, and I lost.

She won my birthright and I… I just stood there, helpless. Why fight for someone who wouldn't do the same for you?

I walked to my room as fast as my legs could carry me, my eyes stinging with more tears like I haven't cried enough.

My vision prevented me from seeing where I was headed, and I bumped into Connor in