Lycan King's Regret: Punished The Wrong Daughter novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: 84- Stupid Heart

Arabella Toussaint:

"Do you still miss him?" I was brushing my silver hair when Maya walked into my room. I caught her reflection in the mirror and pretended not to understand.

"Who are you talking about?"

She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, "You know exactly who I’m talking about, Ara."

I smiled when I realized she had called me Ara after such a long time and returned my attention to my hair that now covered half of my back.

"I saw you staring at Jasmine’s engagement post that day," I stopped brushing. For a long moment, neither of us spoke. She slowly walked over and sat at the edge of my bed, "Do you still think about him?"

My eyes dropped to the hairbrush resting in my hands, "I don’t know."

"Ara!" She let out a quiet sigh, but I shook my head, staring at my lap.

"That’s the only answer I have, Maya."

Finally, I placed the brush on the dresser and turned my head to look at her, "I know it sounds stupid... but sometimes... I want to go back."

"What?" She practically jumped to her feet, "Are you crazy?"

I glared at her, asking her silently to lower her voice.

"I’m sorry," She whispered, glancing towards the door, in case Toby and Tessa were awake. "But have you lost your mind?"

I looked away, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. But I didn’t have one.

"Why would you even think of going back," She crouched in front of me, "Those bitches wouldn’t let you breathe, Ara. They’ll make your life miserable all over again."

"Don’t forget, Maya. In their eyes, I’m still a criminal... a murderer. My name needs to be cleared. Do you think I should keep running my whole life?"

How to tell her that I was tired of hiding my identity? Whenever a werewolf walked into our café, it was an unsaid rule that I’d be sent to the back room until they left. My friends were protective, and I loved them for it. But I didn’t want this kind of life.

I was exhausted. Exhausted from watching over my shoulder. Exhausted from responding to a name that wasn’t mine. For three years, I had been surviving as Aria.

When I got rid of the mate mark, I thought it was enough. Not anymore.

Someday, I wanted to get married and have kids. I might never fall in love, but my heart desired a partner. A companion who would stay by my side.

I had lived my life for three years. But now I wanted to settle down.

We were still silent when she scooted closer and gently brushed her thumb across my cheek. I looked up with a frown, realizing that I was crying.

I let out a quiet laugh and quickly wiped the tears away with the back of my hand.

"Sorry for being a crybaby," I muttered with a chuckle. She smiled warmly as she wiped my cheek again.

"Hey. It’s me, Maya," she reminded me gently while getting up. "Your best friend. Remember? No need to feel sorry for being you."

She then held my hand and pulled me up, "Think hard, Ara. Think again. Do you really want to go back just because you’re feeling guilty? Or is there any other reason too? The one you’re not ready to face..."

She looked at me meaningfully while saying that and gave my hand a gentle squeeze.

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