Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Chapter 138 Sister To Sister Conversation

SOPHIA’S POV

We walked through the garden until we found a gazebo near the pool and badminton net, away from the noise of the party.

The space was lit by soft string lights.

Dahlia sat on one of the benches, and I took the seat across from her. For a long moment, neither of us spoke.

Finally, Dahlia broke the silence.

"George sent you to convince me to give up medicine, didn’t he?" She looked at me directly. "To tell me that family duty comes first, that I should marry well and forget about my ’little hobby.’"

"No," I said firmly. "That’s not why I’m here."

"Then why are you here?" Dahlia’s eyes were filled with anger. "Because I’m telling you right now, medicine isn’t just some phase I’m going through. It’s my passion. It’s what I want to do with my life. And marriage?" She laughed bitterly. "Marriage is not part of my plan. Not now, maybe not ever. I won’t give up my dreams just because Mother thinks a woman’s only value is in making a good match."

I recognized that fire in her eyes. I’d felt it myself once, before years of compromise and sacrifice had dimmed it.

"I’m not here to tell you to give up medicine," I said gently. "If anything, I’m here to tell you the opposite, to fight for it”

Dahlia looked surprised. "But... you’re part of the Stone family. Aren’t you supposed to support Mother’s traditional values?"

"I’m barely part of this family anymore," I said with a sad smile. "The divorce papers are signed. Soon I’ll just be Ashley’s mother and nothing more to the Stones. Which means I can tell you the truth without worrying about family politics."

"What truth?"

"That you should absolutely pursue medicine, that you’re brilliant and capable and exactly the kind of person who should be a doctor." I leaned forward. "But I also need to be honest with you, it won’t be easy. As a member of the Stone family, people will have expectations. They’ll judge you harder, expect you to fail, whisper about how you’re neglecting your ’real duties’ for your career."

"I don’t care what people think," Dahlia said fiercely.

"You say that now but when it’s your own family saying it? When it’s the pack elders questioning your choices? When it’s potential mates walking away because they want a traditional Luna?" I looked at her. "It wears on you. Trust me."

Dahlia was quiet for a moment. Then she said something that shocked me.

"I want to specialize in obstetrics." She said.

My breath caught. "Obstetrics?"

"Yes." Dahlia’s voice softened. "Because of you, actually. Do you remember when you gave birth to Ashley?"

How could I forget? I’d nearly died. I remembered everything - the complications, the blood loss, the terror of thinking I wouldn’t survive to meet my daughter.

"I remember," I said quietly.

"I was there. Not in the room, but in the waiting area with the rest of the family." Dahlia’s eyes were distant, like she was remembering. "I heard the nurses rushing, heard the doctor calling for emergency equipment. And I saw Damien’s face when they told him you might not make it. I saw George crying. I saw everyone falling apart."

She looked at me directly now.

"And then, hours later, when they finally said you were stable and Ashley was healthy, I saw the relief, the joy. But also the haunted look in your eyes when they let you hold her. you looked like you’d stared death in the face and barely made it back."

Tears burned at my eyes. I’d never known Dahlia had been paying such close attention.

"I never want another woman to go through that fear," Dahlia said passionately. "I want to be the kind of doctor who can prevent those complications, who can save mothers and babies both, who can make sure families don’t have to wait in terror wondering if their loved one will survive."

The passion in her voice reminded me of myself years ago, before life had beaten that optimism out of me.

"That’s a beautiful goal," I said. "And you’ll be amazing at it."

"You really think so?"

"I know so." I wiped at my eyes "You have the passion, the intelligence, and now the motivation. That combination is rare. Don’t let anyone take it from you."

Before Dahlia could respond, two young women appeared at the edge of the gazebo. They were both dressed in stunning cocktail dresses.

"Dahlia! There you are!" one of them called. "We’ve been looking everywhere for you. Come dance with us!"

Dahlia looked at me, and I nodded. "Go. Have fun. You’ve earned it."

She stood, but paused before leaving. "Thank you, Sophia, for understanding. For not trying to talk me out of it."

"Thank George, not me. He’s the one who believed you needed support, not lectures."

"I will." Dahlia smiled. "And Sophia? I meant what I said. I’m never giving up medicine. No matter what Mother says, no matter what the family says, no matter what anyone says."

"Good," I said firmly. "Don’t. The world needs doctors like you."

Dahlia nodded and walked off to join her friends. I watched them disappear toward the ballroom.

And then I was alone. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

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