58. DEVON.

Immediately Candice walked out, I sighed with relief and shut my eyes again, feeling the weight of gut and sadness bear down on me.

For several hours, I stumbled around the room, trying to remember the person I was before Olivia. Trying to pull out the emotionless, uncaring Alpha that I was before she came into my life. That was the only thing I thought could save me from this feeling of guilt and self pity—to not care anymore. Our life together, Olivia and I, had happened to me, I would not have been able to imagine it even if I had tried, and so, surely, I could return to what was before. But before was a vague, gaping void and I no longer knew who I had been then, what I had enjoyed, disliked, wanted.

I was slowly losing my mind.