Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 A Surgeon

SOPHIA’S POV

Before Bianca and I went home, she suggested we while away time at a nearby café. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

We sat in a corner booth. My arm hurt underneath the bandage. I hadn’t said anything about it all evening, but I was still in pain.

The waitress came. Bianca ordered coffee and a slice of walnut cake. I looked at the dessert list for a moment, and then I ordered the honeyed chestnut tart.

It was the same thing I used to order when I was twenty-two, before Ashley, before Damien, before any of it. I used to eat it after long study sessions at the university library.

When it arrived, I picked up my fork and took the first bite.

It tasted delicious but it felt like nothing.

The cake was sweet on my tongue but I felt hollow in my chest. I sat with the fork in my hand and stared at the half-eaten slice. For some reason, I felt...sad.

The feeling wasn’t intense. No.

It was a slow feeling of realizing that even small things had changed.

"Sophia." Bianca’s voice was gentle. She sounded worried.

"I’m fine," I muttered.

"You’re staring at your dessert like it personally wronged you."

I looked up. She was watching me with concern in her eyes.

I set the fork down. "It tastes different."

"The tart?"

"Everything." I paused. "Or maybe it’s the same and I’m different. I can’t tell anymore."

Bianca was quiet for a moment. Then she reached across the table and covered my hand with hers. My wolf settled slightly at the contact.

"Okay," she said. "I’m going to talk now and you’re going to listen, because I have genuinely exciting news and I’ve been waiting all evening to tell you."

I looked at her. "What?"

Her face changed completely. She looked really excited. Her eyes were basically twinkling. She sat up straighter and pulled out her phone, turning the screen toward me.

"Forty-seven thousand followers," she said. "In six weeks."

I blinked in shock. "On your food channel?"

"On my food channel." She laughed "I posted that lamb stew recipe last Tuesday and it got shared eight hundred times in one day. Eight hundred, Sophia. And I’ve had three partnership offers this week - two from kitchenware brands and one from an organic ingredients company."

I stared at the screen with a gasp. The numbers were real. The comments beneath her most recent video were full. There were hundreds of them, people describing how they had made her recipes for their families, thanking her, asking for more.

Something warm moved through me. I felt so happy for her. I couldn’t help but laugh along with her. My wolf purred inside me with satisfaction.

"Bianca," I said. "This is incredible."

"I know." She laughed. "I wake up every morning actually excited. I didn’t know I could still feel that." She looked down at her phone for a moment. "It turns out I’m good at something that has nothing to do with him. And that feels-" She stopped, searching for the word.

"Like yourself again," I said quietly.

She nodded. "Yes. Exactly like that."

We sat with that for a moment.

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