SOPHIA’S POV
I cried until my chest physically hurt.
The tears refused to stop no matter how hard I tried to calm myself down.
My entire body trembled weakly against Bianca while she held me near one of the garden benches.
My wolf was hurting badly too. She kept pacing restlessly inside me, feeling confused and emotional. One moment she wanted to run back upstairs to Zade, and the next moment she growled angrily at the memory of Tiffany standing beside him. The emotional pull between anger and longing was exhausting both of us.
Bianca gently rubbed my back without rushing me.
“It’s okay,” she whispered softly. “Just let it out.”
I shut my eyes tightly.
“I sounded horrible in there,” I said “I know I did.”
Bianca stayed quiet for a moment before sighing softly. “You sounded hurt.”
That simple answer nearly made me cry again because it was true.
Everything I said to Zade had come from hurt. Even when I tried sounding cold, my chest had felt like it was splitting apart the entire time.
“I hate that he affects me this much,” I whispered weakly.
Bianca finally pulled back slightly to look at me properly. Her expression looked calm and understanding, not judgmental.
“That’s because your feelings for him are real,” she said honestly.
I laughed bitterly while wiping my wet cheeks. “Real feelings are annoying.”
Bianca smiled “Unfortunately.”
For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.
The garden remained peaceful around us. A nurse walked quietly down one of the stone pathways carrying files while a patient sat near the fountain in the distance reading a newspaper.
My wolf slowly settled down a little too but not completely. Still, it was enough for me to finally breathe properly again.
Bianca handed me a tissue from her purse. “You know, you really scared me just now.”
I accepted the tissue “Sorry.”
“You nearly collapsed completely.”
“I’m still weak.”
“You’re stubborn,” Bianca corrected immediately.
That made me smile despite everything.
I blew my nose “You sound like Patricia.”
I leaned back against the bench with exhaustion. My body still felt heavy from the fever. Even sitting upright took effort now that the adrenaline from arguing with Zade had disappeared.
I looked down at my hands quietly. “Do you think I was too harsh?”
Bianca took her time answering.
“Yes,” she admitted honestly. “But I also think you’re emotionally overwhelmed right now.”
I sighed deeply.
“That man looks at you like you’re the center of his entire world,” Bianca continued “But whatever happened with Tiffany clearly hurt you deeply.”
“It did”
I clenched the tissue tighter between my fingers. “I know technically he didn’t do anything wrong, but seeing her beside him like that...it felt horrible.”
Bianca nodded.
“You know,” she said softly, “Marcel nearly caused a fight last week because another man hugged me too long.”
I blinked before staring at her. “Seriously?”
Bianca burst into laughter immediately.
“I’m serious,” she said while laughing harder. “He literally glared at the poor man for ten minutes straight.”
That surprised me enough to distract me from my own emotions briefly.
“Marcel?” I asked in disbelief. “He’s back?”
“Yes,” Bianca said dramatically. “He becomes terrifying when jealous.”
I couldn’t help laughing softly.
The image felt strangely unbelievable. He was always the one cheating yet he had the nerve to be jealous.
Bianca smiled. “Trust me, Alpha males are all insane.”
That immediately made me think of Zade again. I remembered the way his eyes went dark when I mentioned Damien. The possessiveness in his eyes had been intense.
“So,” I asked quietly, “Marcel is still pursuing you?”
She smiled a little “Unfortunately.”
I stared at her suspiciously. “That smile says otherwise.”
She groaned softly. “He’s persistent.”
“How persistent?”
Bianca sighed dramatically before leaning back against the bench beside me. “Flowers every morning. He calls constantly. He somehow knows whenever I skip meals.” She looked genuinely confused now. “I don’t even know how he keeps finding out.”
I shook my head “Don’t fall for it, Bianca”
She sighed “I won’t. It’s just....hard”
I took her hand “I know. I’m very proud of you”
She turned to look at me “Thank you”
Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted us.
“Miss Sophia?”
I turned immediately. It was Franca.
Franca hurried toward us across the garden path with relief written all over her face. She looked slightly out of breath like she had been searching for me for a while.
“Franca?” I said in surprise.
She finally reached us. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
I sat up straighter immediately. “Hey. Is something wrong?”
“No, no,” she shook her head. “Actually, I came to give you good news.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Ashley?”


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