"I, Klaus Far, reject you as my mate and Luna," he said coldly. Tears pricked my eyes, but I blinked them away. What's wrong with me? Am I not pretty enough? Do I need to become smarter? I felt my issues hug me. As if saying, 'You have us. We'll never let you go. No matter what.' And I believe them. No matter what I do to get rid of them, they never leave. No matter what.