Chapter 147 Astrid's Horrible Sexual Experiences!

• Blaze's thoughts churned as he held her, trying to sort through the jumble of feelings her words had stirred up. A part of him wanted to feel jealous, to resent the man she was grieving for, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
• How could he be jealous of someone who had shown her kindness, who had treated her with the care and respect she deserved? The relief he felt was stronger than any jealousy—relief that someone had cared for her, had made her feel safe, even if it was only for a short time.
• He tightened his embrace, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as her tears dampened his chest. Her pain was raw, palpable, and it tore at him to see her like this. He wanted to be her rock, her safe harbor in the storm of emotions she was enduring.