Mag-log inRaven's POV
I looked at him, then at her.
“Hi, sister—” Lila, my sister, interrupted my thoughts and rushed to hug me. “It's been two years. You don't know how much I missed you.”
She let go of me while I just stared at her. She was seriously sick years ago, shouldn't she be recuperating at a human hospital now?
She was well-dressed with a full face of make-up. I, on the other hand, had a simple shirt and jeans, and nothing else.
I had stopped applying make-up, ever since I got pregnant.
Suddenly I felt very uncomfortable.
“Why are you here?” Rune's voice interrupted my thoughts again. I looked up to see him with his hand on Lila's shoulder.
Was he kidding?
“Why are you here?” I shot back instantly.
“Isn't it obvious?” he asked, then looked at Lila, who smiled up at him.
I hated the thought of me that they really looked like a cute couple.
“Lila was transferred from the human hospital to the Pack's hospital three weeks ago, Raven.
I only came to pick her up and take her home.”
I scoffed. Of course.
How silly of me to think he actually came to see me.
He has been prioritizing Lila a whole lot since she was sick, after all, she was his first love.
“Your father sent for me, in case you don't know,” he added, not surprising me.
“He asked me to take her home.”
I nodded, unsure of what to say. It was Father.
Always him caring more about Lila than me. It
was evident in everything he did.
Lila attended the best high school and university in the country, while I was stuck in the local schools.
She was catered to and babied, while I was ignored for most of my life.
“It's always been about you, Lila,” I muttered with a sarcastic smile. “Father loves you more than me, doesn't he?”
Suddenly, a blinding slap hit me across the face. I staggered back in shock, staring at Rune.
I watched him take his hand away from my face, with a smirk on his face.
“How dare you be harsh on your sister, Raven?" He snarled. "She just got back from the hospital.”
“And where did I get back from?!” I shouted, not caring if anyone saw us.
“You should be here with me. I did not impregnate myself, did I?”
I glared at Lila, who was still shielded by him, then back at Rune, who looked indifferent.
“I don't care Raven!” he shouted, his voice harsher than mine. “Lila's not feeling well!
You've got Aella with you and you've always been healthy. Nothing's gonna happen to you and the babies!"
“Oh, really? is that what you think?" I snapped back.
"Why are you always so irrational?" Rune retorted.
"And why are you always so heartless?"
Rune let go of her shoulder, aiming for me again. There was rage on his face, and fire in his eyes.
Suddenly, someone coughed from behind. He stopped and turned around to see Lila, her hand on her head.
“I don't feel good, Rune. I want to go home,” she cried, coughing again.
She reached for Rune, who let her lean on his shoulder.
Rune looked at me with anger in his eyes.
"We shall continue this conversation at home," he uttered, then walked off with my sister.
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I stood in the kitchen a few hours later, chopping cabbage with a knife as if I was trying to tear it apart.
I tried hard to forget what happened at the Pack's hospital earlier.
How had I married a man who was so obviously in love with my sister?
What came over me?
Why did I believe we would get better with time?
I continued to chop the cabbage, holding back my rage. How could he do this to me?
Why can't he see how much I love him? Why can't he let go of the love he has for my sister and focus on me, his mate?
I sighed, letting go of the cabbage and sinking into a nearby chair.
Marrying Rune without being certain of his love was a mistake.
But I believed the feelings would grow, especially since we were mated by the moon goddess.
Why does he still love Lila? Two years with me was enough to get over her!
These thoughts swirled in my head as I got up and left the kitchen.
My phone rang as I walked into my room. Lazily, I picked the call and placed the device to my ear.
It was the doctor who had checked me earlier.
"Hello, doctor," I greeted.
“Lady Raven,” he started.
“I forgot to tell you this before you left. The test showed that your blood pressure level is dangerously high.
You think and worry too much, which is bad for the kids.
Once they are lost, it will be hard to have twins again, and even if not, it will take long before you can conceive.”
"Th... thank you for this information," I murmured.
"Yes. Take care." The call ended, and I placed the phone on the bed.
I waited for Rune to come back in the night.
Hours later, at 11 p.m., the door opened, and Rune staggered into the house.
From where I sat on the bed, I could smell the alcohol on him, heavy as a mist.
“We need to talk, Rune." I started.
"I have made a decision.”
He stopped suddenly, standing in front of me.
“I—” I started, but he grabbed me. “We need to talk, Rune—”
His lips on mine cut me off. I didn't want this. Not now. I don't love him.
Not anymore. Especially since I've made up my mind on what to do.
The kiss was so passionate that I felt myself giving in to him. My hands went up and slid into his hair, holding on.
Then, he tore off my clothes and slid inside me. It was violent, and I feared for the children inside me, hoping they would be unharmed.
When it was over, Rune collapsed on the bed, and I glanced down at myself. Tears slipped from my eyes, seeing the bruises he had left on my body.
As if slapping me wasn't enough, he had to treat me like trash. I glared at Rune with rage and hate.
And once again, I had failed to tell him my decision about the divorce.
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