Naturally, the person I had spent my entire life with was Alex.
Even if I had never met Elara, maybe this was inevitable. Maybe the outcome had already been written long before.
The water had already been spilled. There was no use crying over the mess.
I didn't even feel angry.
It felt like tripping on a cracked sidewalk. You scrape your knee. It stings. Then you brush off the dirt and keep walking.
"I'm fine," I said firmly.
"How can you be fine? How?! You're not even an Alpha anymore—you're an Omega!"
"I really am okay. And even if I'd known this would happen, I still would have lived with you."
"No. I'm not okay. I should just end it..."
"Alex!"
I slapped both of his cheeks at once. The sharp crack echoed between us. His eyes flew wide in shock.
I grabbed his face before he could look away, forcing him to meet my gaze.
