Eighty-three

Fifteen days had passed over bringing Charlene to our dungeons. Many things happened during that period of time, but nothing had really changed between Xander and I. I was still sleeping in my old room and he was sleeping in our bedroom. I debated putting an end to our misery more than once, but I couldn't look past how he intentionally blocked me. I hated how pushing me away was always the first thing he resorted to whenever anything happened between us. This was my turn to push him away; I wanted him to have a taste of his own medicine.

I met Oriana once, but I didn't invite her over to my new residence. I still didn't feel comfortable bringing her to where I lived. I didn't trust her enough to do that. We met at a park, somewhere where Quinn could play. I quickly bonded with the little girl and I got to know a side of Oriana I never saw before.

I had to admit, Oriana was nice, but I still feared that this all might have been a huge façade. She told me again h