Stephanie's POV

The days that followed were nothing short of torment.

If I thought Gregory's silence was loud before, it was nothing compared to what he had become.

He would pass by me in the hallway like I was invisible.

His eyes never sought mine, and when they did, they were filled with loathing.

He no longer tried to protect my name or stop the whispers in the pack. He allowed the ridicule to continue, like a silent punishment he believed I deserved.

At first, I tried to be understanding. I told myself he needed time.

I told myself he was hurt, just like I was.

But how long was...