WHO DARED?

DIEGO'S POV

“Was that…?” My question hung in my mouth as I gave in to my impulse and pursued Lisa.

Despite putting my wheelchair on auto drive, she was gone before I could get to her. She fled through the backdoor, and although I could still see her in the far distance, I could not hope to reach her. I gave a frustrated huff, running a hand through my hair.

Now that the chase had come to a disappointing end, I allowed my wolf's question to reach me. He kept asking me, “Why are you running after Lisa? What will you do when you catch her?”

Honestly, I didn't know. I had no clue what I wanted from her. All I knew was that she left me in a terrible state all those years ago. As I sat in my chair and bitterly stared at the exit door, the past came flooding unwittingly into my memory.

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THREE YEARS AGO

“Why can't you at least try to like her?” I asked Mother. She and Lisa just had another misunderstanding that led to her tongue-lashing Lisa. I had to console Lisa as she came crying to