Iko's POV
My poor heart was broken. Not that anyone was responsible for it still, Kori's image flashed through my mind as if he was the cause of it. Fresh tears brimmed into my eyes and I rubbed my face harshly into the shirt in my hands.
It was comforting; more than the binge ice-cream eating, just so you know. This scent was addictive. Still, my stupid heart cried for Kori.
This reminded me of the strong chest I had felt not so long before. I cannot remember who it was but for sure that might be Kori. Though, when I opened my eyes as the heat's pain slowed down, I was alone… except for Pinki giving me concerned looks.
"Iko? I'll drive you home." She offered and I plainly nodded.
It was a huge disappointment to wake but not see the Alpha my Omega craved for. It was equally shameful,
