Emberwood Remember when you said you loved me?

Fuck, how did she respond to this one? She didn't know. She didn't know how to describe the place she was in, how she felt about them, or even herself. When she thought about him leaving her, she no longer felt panic... because it had kind of felt like he left already. They'd never really started.

Just because it won't break me doesn't mean it won't break my heart. Fennec said, finally, though she was tempted at this point to sidestep it. He wasn't understanding. I fucked up. I made this happen. And now I'll never know if it's real. So yeah, I'm offering to let you out. Because when we became mates, I didn't, and if you'd done that to me I'd probably hate you for it. Hate was a strong word, but he had to resent her. Right?

I do need more. And if we can't get there, then yeah, maybe we'll have no choice. But as long as there's a chance to get back there... She remembered, with an ache, how easy it had been in Firefly Glen. She cut off, and instinctually she looked down, though she had no way of knowing if he was even looking at her. The memory was a gut punch.

Something was gone. She couldn't put it in words, but she felt it's loss and it hurt with the ache of an old scar. It didn't bother her if Bronco changed. What bothered her was the way it felt he'd changed towards her. Like she was standing on the outside of a wall, scrabbling to get in.

Do you still want me, after all of this? Honestly?