Genevieve: "So that's why you didn't want to stay in the pack?" Ron suddenly interjected, breaking the tension. He managed to redirect the focus back to the main subject, but I started to hyperventilate as my mind went numb."Can we grab some water?" Caspian asked Emre, who nodded. It was strange w
Genevieve: I refused to let Emre threaten me, so I stepped forward and looked him in the eye when delivering my words, “If she hadn't intervened and put herself in this spot, she would be fine right now. And before you ask me if I have any empathy, let me tell you something, Warrior Emre,” I faced
Emre:Mom did her best to pressure me with her words, but I just sat there with my head down after telling her that I wouldn't accept Abigail. I wouldn't budge, no matter what. I didn't have any feelings for her, and if anything, after she accused me of leading her on, I was even more determined not
Genevieve: "What did you say?" I noticed the little statement from Emre’s mother and asked her."I don't remember--" she paused because we heard a little whimper coming from inside the house again. Abigail seemed to be in pain and I didn't know why. When she whimpered, Emre turned to pass me a glar
Genevieve: Since Caspian kept insisting, we decided to put an end to that discussion here. However, one thing was clear: Emre was not lying. His mother seemed very relaxed after announcing that they didn't have a baby boy."I don't think it was entirely a bust today," I commented, leaning against C
Genevieve: "Huh? Isn't tomorrow a bit early? I mean, I have a trial case that I need to investigate," it was really unexpected. He caught me off guard with his demand."Gen! You can do that from my pack too. Besides, let Ron handle this case," he quickly changed his statement and then added, "you a
Genevieve:"What did you just say?" I asked in a defeated tone, unable to believe his words."You heard me. It doesn't make any sense why all of a sudden you're so involved in a case related to your exes and being accompanied by your ex," he repeated angrily, his words hanging heavily in the air as I
Genevieve:‘Think it over once more,’ Evie requested as I made my way to the garden to inform Ron of my decision. ‘I've made my mind up. If I dwell on it any longer, I might regret abandoning this trial,’ I told her, her persuasion making me second-guess myself again. While I wanted to pursue the t