Candy didn’t have time to think on it, she barely had time to put the backpack on her back and he was lifting her into the air. Her stomach lurched as they accelerated quickly into the sky.

Chapter 14

The next morning…

Candy reached for the space next to her. The sheets were cold and empty. Within minutes of returning back to the chamber, Torrent had left. He mentioned something about having a meeting. Candy could see that he was talking rubbish. It was written all over his face.

She felt empty and filled with sadness and all at the same time. Candy chewed on her bottom lip to keep it from having a wobblefest. She squeezed her eyes shut to keep from crying. He needed his space, time to think things through. Hopefully he wouldn’t leave her waiting too long and hopefully he would open up and talk a little more about his feelings without being an asshole. Maybe they could still work through this. She was still here, so there was hope.

It was strange how a couple of days ago, she would’ve jumped at any opportunity to go home, yet right now, all she wanted was to make things right with him. To stay and make a future with Torrent. Her chest hurt. Her heart ached.

She forced herself to throw off the covers and get out of bed. If she stayed in this fetal position, she was sure to feel worse.

Candy got up, showered, ate breakfast and went through the motions of a normal day. There was no sign of Sky. She longed for companionship and someone to talk to. She mainly prayed that Torrent would come home.

Home.

It was weird how she’d come to think of this place as home and in such a short time. It didn’t matter that she hadn’t met anyone or experienced life amongst the dragons. She hoped to get the opportunity.

Candy made lunch and read a bit. Then out of sheer boredom and frustration she put on some workout gear and spent an hour going through her aerobic routine. After a shower and a change, she felt no better. Anger had started to creep in. How dare he judge her like this? No one had the right to judge another person without walking in their shoes. Here was a guy that had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He’d never wanted for anything a day in his life. He was a complete manwhore by his own confession and yet he judged her.

Asshole.

In many ways, he was just like those arrogant dickwads she avoided. The ones that were against her rules. The ones she never agreed to date. Men with more money and arrogance than what they knew what to do with.