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113 BA

Face to face with her own self in the mirror, Maridelle wiped the remaining tears on her bleak cheeks. She has been crying for minutes regardless the times she reprimanded herself not to do so; no matter how many times she would remind herself that shedding tears is useless.

Hodor had given her a private room just in time the tears she has been holding back streamed down her visage. She got a feeling that Hodor does not believe her reasons, but she thanked the uncertainty that Hodor has let go of the grip and gave her what she has demanded.

“This is the last I am going to cry because of you Lachlan.” The salutation is gone. She will no longer call her Alpha, the insignia of respect given to the pack leaders; but he does not deserves to be respected. Maridelle has thoroughly dried her cheeks and summoned for glee to embrace her glum orbs.

She turned her back to the mirror. Her feet are advancing to the bed. Her body longed to rest; sprawl her limbs over the bed, closed her e
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