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Sophiaās pov.Thereās a certain kind of lucidity that comes with the mornings. I feel the sun on my cheek and the soft silk of fabric on my back. The sunlight is filtering into the room in a shower of lazy golden rays.My head is pounding. That is the first thing I notice. Thereās a certain kind of bang a hangover brings that this one doesnāt carry. This isnāt the kind of pounding a hangover brings to me. This is different.I feel clear-headed, I even feel like this is the clearest my head has been in days, but thereās a fuzziness in my head too.A pounding.My head is pounding, but itās beating a steady recalcitrant beat. The sound of a low grow beside me makes me freeze.Memories from yesterday come rushing back and I feel every bone in my body go rigid as my eyes widen.I came to the club.I came to the club yesterday, to look for him, Caelum. A harsh swear leaves my lips at the realization of that because what the hell.I thought I said I wouldn't stoop that low. I actually came
Ulricās pov.āWhere is she right now?āThe scowl that lines my face has me feeling like I'll burst a blood vessel. My apprehension is high.My anxiety is through the roof.I wouldnāt have cared much what the hell sheās doing with herself if it isnāt affecting me so damn much!Almost like heās set to annoy me even more today, the doofus on the other end of the phone asks,āAre we talking about Mrs Sophia, Alpha Ulric? Or Mistress Violet?āI grit my teeth at the sound of that and wish I could reach over into the phone and grab this idiot, slam him into the nearest wall, and take his life.āOf course I'm asking about Sophia you fool! Have I ever asked you to keep an eye on Violet for me?āI have the worst set of people working for me.How could he think I was asking about Violet?Is it Violet who has pictures of her plastered all over the internet blogs? Pictures that show her dancing with someone else, at a shitty club downtown?āIāmā¦ I'm sorry for the mistake Alpha. Keeping an eye on M
Sophiaās pov.āSheās not angry anymore?āI shoot Caelumās smirking friend a glare and I walk past him and down the hallway.My insides are quivering, so I head to Aloraās room and shut the door behind me, collapsing instead into the bean bag there.Shit.A multitude of emotions roll around inside me and I can barely process them because of how conflicted I feel.This morning isā¦ā¦ā¦. weird.Everything about last night, leading all the way up to this morning, everything about it was weird. Now that my head is clearer, I can remember I had no intention of visiting that club last night.Caelum wasnāt even there. Or Maybe he was and heās just lying that he arrived after me.~Now why would he lie about something like that?~I let out a sound. A very disgruntled sound because I've just about had it with her always defending him.~I felt him arrive Sophia.I have a memory of my own too, and though it isnāt as long as yours I can certainly remember what happened last night. Raganarās presence
It feels like my head is burning.I look at the post again, fully taking Aloraās phone from her and glancing more at the screen because what?Aloraās voice comes out timid and rattled when she speaks.āHeā¦ he posted that last night, after the pictures came out. Heās gotten more than seven thousand likes on it. A lot of comments, and in all those comments, there are people pushing forward the narrative of you being an unfaithful woman.Aā¦ a dumb woman.Being a whore.āA cold feeling envelopes me and I let it go all the way to my toes, because no way. An unbelieving chuckle slips out of my mouth because there is no way.Thereās no way Ulric did something like this. I go to the comments section and itās just like Alora said. People are bashing me all around.Most of their profiles lead to blank profile pages, no content or posts about them, theyāre literally blank entities on the internet, but theyāve decided they have a say in my life.Other people, werewolves, werecats, were leopards
āWell, are you going to tell her?āI pause outside the door to my room and I hold my breath. Caelumās low growl is what comes next and I can sense his displeasure before he even says it.āI said I would tell her when the time was right.āI barge in immediately and I cock an eyebrow at both of them as their heads snap to me, I ask,āYouād tell me what when the time is right?āCaleumās gaze feels hot on me and it lingers for a while, it lingers for a long second, until he scoffs and looks away.āBold of you to assume you were the one being spoken of.āI feel my anger peak immediately and I grit my teeth as I respond,āSo thereās someone else in your life at the moment you spent the whole night with?āI donāt know why I say that, I just know it slips out of my mouth and itās stupid the minute it does, I know itās stupid and I wait for the jab, the snide retort that should come from Caelum at my half-wit statement,Instead, I see something else happen.Something strange.Caelum stares at
āI donāt think youāll get anything there Luna Sophia.Club Midnight has one of the shittiest websites ever.āAloraās advice is doing nothing to soothe me and I find a growl rising at the back of my throat. I really donāt care about the website or if itās shitty or not.What I want to get is information. Something must have happened at the Club last night.Caelum is refusing to say anything, and I can't force him to say it. His attitude in there threw me off, it would have been unreasonable to attack him with my words when he was being so gentle with his.I click on a link and immediately I am directed to a betting site. I curse under my breath because Alora is right, Club Midnightās website is shit.This thing looks like it hasnāt been updated in ages.āIā¦ I could help you help..āI whip my head to Alora and she snaps her mouth shut immediately.Iām still annoyedā¦ I'm still annoyed at something. Maybe itās the fact that she didnāt tell me about her knowing Caelum, or maybe itās just b
Something goofy in my heart makes me shake my head and bite my lower lip as I pack the little things I have into a small bag.The same small bag I came here with.I can remember when I was unloading the contents of this bag, I had been filled with an undeniable sense of sadness. I tried to hide it then. Tried to power through it.Now I'm packing the bag again, and I can't deny, I don't feel so bad. Not as bad as I thought I would feel when I was packing up again.Heā¦ He said he has a garden. An empty garden.Somehow the thought of that has my stomach clenching and uncertain feelings running through my heart, because Caelum could have chosen to be a dick. Pardon the unseemingly word.But I am right. He could have chosen to hold the knowledge of what had happened last night over my head, knowledge I do not have and cannot have as long as I don't remember.Yet he didnāt do that.Instead, he tried to lure meā¦. Is trying to lure me, with the promise of an empty garden.~Well look whoās sm
Sophiaās pov.āWhat does she mean by all thatās happening is bigger than me?āCaelumās friend keeps his eyes on the road and doesnāt deem it fit to give me an answer. That only angers me, and in true Sophia fashion I turn away from him with only one thought in mind, Iāll find out for myself.Except I quickly realize I can't and that being dogheaded might lead to me wasting my time, so I decide not to.I still have to deal with the fallout of Ulricās social media post, because I won't delude myself into thinking the whole mass of social media users are all pleased at seeing my photos on the internet.Even if the response was all good as Aloraā¦ and Caelum said, itās all just a matter of time. Iām sure something will pop up.āIf you wonāt tell me what Alora means, can you at least tell me why Caleumās face is blurred in every photo that was taken of us last night?āCaleumās friendā¦ no, Sebastien, his name is Sebastien. Sebastien turns to look at me this time and I evaluate the look he g