Renee’s POV
Anger builds up in Eric. His eyes blaze a fiery red, an indication of his pending rage.
He’s probably used to giving people this look and having them buckle at their knees, but I don’t.
I lift my chin and meet his stare, keeping my gaze cold and unbothered.
Eric’s lips curl into a smirk and then he walks away. Good thing he’s turned around so he can’t see the lift of my eyebrows.
I slip the photo of the three of us out of my purse. It’s the only tangible reminder of what could have been. Already looking at this photo feels like a distant memory. This moment will never be recreated. It can’t be. A proud Alpha like Eric can’t tolerate such humiliation and rejection. It’s truly over.
Relief washes over me, but for some reason I’m still clutching the photo to my chest.
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