This, what I’m feeling right now, must be what my parents felt all the time while I was growing up. This maddening sensation of never knowing if their feelings were real or if they were just the result of me unwittingly manipulating them with my magic. In fact, this must be how everyone feels when they’re around me. Harsh laughter, tasting of blood and acid, escapes my throat. Tears sting my eyes as I bury my cheek deeper in the pillow. After what I did to my parents, I suppose I deserve this. At least the universe has a fucking sense of humor.
Damn normally I love a fated mate bond but this is breaking my heart….
