No Phone

Karica's POV

I gathered my broken self and finally mustered the courage to leave the floor. Wiping away the tears that trickled down my cheeks. Crying was for the weak, I wouldn't cry anymore, especially for this pathetic excuse of an Alpha.

Kicking away my heels, I rubbed my feet and then slowly took off his fur coat. A chill ran through my semi-naked body as his warmth left me and I stood there holding his coat for a while.

Looking around, I found a wooden closet in the corner. It had been painted violet just like the other furniture and walls in the room and had silver vines adorning its frame.

Walking over to it I threw open the doors and found a few hangers, casual dresses, and nightshirts, nothing fancy. I took out a hanger and hung his coat on it before placing it back on the rod.

Then I began shuffling through the dresses, all of them were oversized but at that point, I didn't care. Grabbing the front one I took it off the hanger, it was a plain flannel night dress in navy