OLIVIA
I took a deep breath. No. I decided not to send the message to Ely. I erased it and lay on the bed. Ely can do without me. I don’t have anything to explain to him. Ely McCade is just our Alpha, my friend. I don’t need to update him or anything.
I closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep. Luckily, I did.
The next day, the morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room. I took a moment to appreciate the tranquility of the morning, a brief respite from the emotional whirlwind that had consumed me the night before. With a steadying breath, I erased the message to Ely, deciding that this weekend was meant for me to unwind and enjoy, free from the tangles of my conflicted feelings.
After a night of restful sleep, I heard a familiar knock on my door. Austin's
