Gigi:
I kept watching his face in silence, trying to understand where they were coming from, to be honest.
Bringing her up was not a good idea.
I did not understand why they did it.
It was as if they were using her as a way to ruin my mood.
But I acted like every word they said was important to me.
Deep down, I just wanted to shut them off and tell them, what does Verity have to do with me?
Why should we be concerned about her?
"Can you please explain a little more?" I requested innocently.
He nodded and shared a glance with Theodore.
"Actually, I think the stalker knows you so well that he has figured out your life. Somewhere along the line, he found out what you went through with Justin."
He paused dramatically.
"Now, who was Justin?" he did another dramatic pause.
"Verity’s brother," Theodore began to explain, piecing things together.
Being an investigator, he was digging into something that, honestly, did not need to be explored.
As for Verity, I was sure she had been stalked and attacked, but that was because she lived in a fucking poor community like the Omega community.
Any girl who looked like her would get harassed.
So it was normal. I did not know why they were making such a huge deal out of it.
Also, I thought Verity should understand that Omegas did not have many choices, and she was not even an Omega.
Technically, she was just a human. She did not have a wolf.
So why not be a little lenient with the people of the rogue community?
Why was she acting as though a man catcalling her was the end of the world and she was suddenly terrified?
People who lived in such communities should be stronger than that.
I, on the other hand, had never been through anything like that.
So if somebody did that to me, I would definitely be scared and traumatized.
But these two Alpha kings were suddenly worried about the damsel in distress.
"So you’re telling me my stalker is attacking her because he’s taking Justin’s anger out on her?" I asked.
The two immediately slapped their hands together and pointed at me.
"Exactly!"
Theodore sounded so excited when I agreed with their nonsensical storyline of saving the poor damsel in distress.
"Okay, that’s really sad and worrisome," I commented under my breath before looking up and tilting my head. "But what does it have to do with our trip? I planned it with so much love."
I played with the hem of my dress, and as I did, it rode even higher up my thighs.
I mean, it was barely covering them while I was sitting.
"So we were thinking that leaving her behind, when this is practically happening because of you—" Theodore tried to explain.
Of course, he did not say it outright, but what he meant was because of me, not us.
The stalker was not doing it for them. I mean, it seemed like he was doing it for me.
So I just continued to listen and let him speak so that he would slip up.

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