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Story: Alpha’s Second Choice
Now was the time to leave. I took a deep breath and stood up from the mess on the floor, only to see my reflection in the mirror. The cheek with Henry’s slap mark had healed, but the wound remained.
Because Henry was still wearing the engagement ring we made, we silver-plated it at my grandmother’s suggestion to prevent devil wolves from taking it.
What I didn’t expect was that the ring had left a wound on my face, rather than being lost.
I smiled bitterly and wiped away the blood oozing from the wound.
This wound will remind me that Henry and I had long since broken up, and I will no longer have any illusions about him.
I didn’t forget that I had come back to leave forever.
I packed everything I had left here and took it away. I also threw things that I couldn’t carry away into the trash can.
Before I left, I sold the right to live in the house to someone else.
This home was originally mine. It was the wedding home that my grandmother purchased for Henry and me.
Now there was no reason to keep it.
Dirty things, even if kept, would only add to the disgust.
I stayed near Wolf Pack Hospital, wanting to accompany my grandmother on her final journey.
Mateo called me the next morning to see if I needed him to prepare anything for today.
I told him not to prepare anything and just come, but he brought many generous gifts.
I planned to take him to see my grandmother. So, before going to the hospital, Mateo and I agreed on how to deal with my grandmother.
Because I had previously brought Henry to see my grandmother, she knew he was my boyfriend.
Now, don’t worry, my grandmother; I had to make up a sweet love story with Mateo.
But I didn’t expect her to not ask why I changed my boyfriend.
She and Mateo got along well; from tribal history to inter-tribal trade, Mateo could pick up on any topic. Before leaving, my grandmother was even hesitant to let Mateo go.
She took my hand, looked at me with gentle and pleased eyes, and said, “He is good, much better than the previous one.”
I was slightly embarrassed. I blushed and said, “I didn’t want my grandmother to think I was someone who sacrificed marriage for tribal transactions.”
“We fell in love at first sight, we both like each other’s faces…”
“Only like the face? Don’t joke, Ivy. Your grandmother is not so naive that she can’t tell whether he loves your face or you as a person. It’s clear that he loves you from how he looks at you. I just don’t know if I can hold on until the day of your wedding.”
Because Henry was still wearing the engagement ring we made, we silver-plated it at my grandmother’s suggestion to prevent devil wolves from taking it.
What I didn’t expect was that the ring had left a wound on my face, rather than being lost.
I smiled bitterly and wiped away the blood oozing from the wound.
This wound will remind me that Henry and I had long since broken up, and I will no longer have any illusions about him.
I didn’t forget that I had come back to leave forever.
I packed everything I had left here and took it away. I also threw things that I couldn’t carry away into the trash can.
Before I left, I sold the right to live in the house to someone else.
This home was originally mine. It was the wedding home that my grandmother purchased for Henry and me.
Now there was no reason to keep it.
Dirty things, even if kept, would only add to the disgust.
I stayed near Wolf Pack Hospital, wanting to accompany my grandmother on her final journey.
Mateo called me the next morning to see if I needed him to prepare anything for today.
I told him not to prepare anything and just come, but he brought many generous gifts.
I planned to take him to see my grandmother. So, before going to the hospital, Mateo and I agreed on how to deal with my grandmother.
Because I had previously brought Henry to see my grandmother, she knew he was my boyfriend.
Now, don’t worry, my grandmother; I had to make up a sweet love story with Mateo.
But I didn’t expect her to not ask why I changed my boyfriend.
She and Mateo got along well; from tribal history to inter-tribal trade, Mateo could pick up on any topic. Before leaving, my grandmother was even hesitant to let Mateo go.
She took my hand, looked at me with gentle and pleased eyes, and said, “He is good, much better than the previous one.”
I was slightly embarrassed. I blushed and said, “I didn’t want my grandmother to think I was someone who sacrificed marriage for tribal transactions.”
“We fell in love at first sight, we both like each other’s faces…”
“Only like the face? Don’t joke, Ivy. Your grandmother is not so naive that she can’t tell whether he loves your face or you as a person. It’s clear that he loves you from how he looks at you. I just don’t know if I can hold on until the day of your wedding.”