The-Wrong-Bride-Ares--Raven’s-story-(Maura,-Catharina)_bibis

“Not as much as I am,” she whispers. “I should’ve known better. Of course you’d never want me.
You’ll never want anyone but Hannah.”
I hug her tightly, my heart breaking. Fuck. Tonight has been one big mess. I have no idea what’s
gotten into her, and though I shouldn’t be, I’m relieved it’s me she was with tonight. Had it been any
other man, what would have happened?
“Come on, Cupcake. Let’s go to sleep, okay?”
I keep her in my arms and move us over so I’m lying flat on the sofa with her nestled against me.
“Just sleep, Rave. We’ll forget this happened tomorrow, okay? I suspect you’ve drunk so much you
won’t be able to remember, anyway. Let’s just go to bed, huh?”
She nods and settles against me, but even though I’ve got her so close, I feel like I’m losing her. I
had no choice but to say what I did, yet I regret my words immensely. I hope tonight doesn’t change
anything between us, but deep down, I know it will.