Chapter 33 Braze
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Braze strode away from the meeting, feeling like his insides were twisted into a mass of knots.
He couldn’t understand why Kaitlyn wouldn’t just let him go.
Didn’t she hate him now? Surely she didn’t respect him anymore.
She ought to be glad to see the end of him—why didn’t she just agree that they should go their separate ways?
He had no idea what he was going to say when he went to her suite that night. He could hardly look at her after the way he’d acted in the Morning Court. And he had no idea how she could look at him.
He dreaded their meeting, but he swore to himself it would be short. He would make her understand that they needed to be apart—that he couldn’t be her Protector any longer. Not after the way he had shamed himself. Surely then she would let him go.
You don’t want her to let you go—not really, whispered a little voice in his head. You want to love her…to serve her…to get on your knees and be of service to her for hours.
But he didn’t deserve that—any of it. He didn’t deserve Kaitlyn.
No matter how much he cared for her, he had to leave her.
It was the only way.