Chapter 2

Early the next morning I learned that even the storage room wouldn’t be mine.

At breakfast Lucas casually told Xavier that after I left they could tear down the wall of the storage room and expand a walk-in closet for Lydia.

“Her clothes will definitely keep increasing. One wardrobe won’t be enough.”

Xavier nodded while biting into his bread. “Okay. We’ll get someone to measure the dimensions later.”

Lydia held her cup and said softly, “There’s no need… I don’t have many clothes…”

Victor smiled and ruffled her hair.

“You have few now. Later we’ll take you shopping.”

I sat across from them drinking milk, saying nothing.

It was a good thing I was leaving soon.

Once I was gone, even the traces of me having lived here would be erased.

In the afternoon Xavier came back carrying two bags.

The large one held an exquisite jewelry box containing a moonstone necklace specially prepared for Omega wolves, said to help stabilize their aura.

He handed it to Lydia with both hands.

“Victor said you’ve been sleeping poorly lately. I bought this especially for you. Try it and see if it suits you.”

Lydia’s eyes lit up. She held the jewelry box, overjoyed.

The small bag was pushed in front of me.

I opened it and saw a pack of discounted fruit candies, still with a yellow promotional sticker on the packaging.

“I picked it up for you while I was at it. Don’t you like sweets?”

I didn’t like sweets.

I had told them this more than once.

I liked spicy food. Especially in winter, I loved a bowl of hot soup with lots of chili.

But what they remembered was always what Lydia liked.

“Xavier, I don’t eat candy.”

He shrugged.

“Fine. Then give it to Lydia. Don’t waste it.”

I put the candy on the table and turned back to the storage room.

The moment the door closed, I heard Lydia say softly, “Xavier, is Cecilia a little unhappy?”

Xavier didn’t reply.

Two seconds later came the sound of the jewelry box opening, and his low voice saying as he leaned closer, “This color really suits you.”

As long as I wasn’t in front of him, he could forget me with peace of mind and continue chatting and laughing with another girl.

This was more chilling than any argument.

In the evening, when I came out of the storage room to get water, I passed Xavier’s room and heard Victor and Lucas’s voices inside.

“Xavier, has Cecilia been a bit off lately? Since we moved in, she barely talks anymore.”

My footsteps stopped.

Xavier was silent for a moment, but his tone was casual.

“What could be wrong with her? She’s been like this since she was little—likes to carry everything herself. Don’t overthink it.”

Victor and Lucas said nothing more.

I stood outside the door, the hand holding the water glass steady, not a single drop spilled.

So it wasn’t that no one had noticed my change.

It was that even after noticing, they still thought it didn’t matter.

That night, while packing my luggage, I saw a furniture order on the living room table.

A custom wardrobe, dressing table, and brand-new mattress. The order amount wasn’t small, and the delivery address was exactly the apartment we were living in now.

The payer was Xavier.

Adding the sheets, curtains, and other supplies they had bought earlier, they had spent fifty thousand on furnishing Lydia’s bedroom.

And my storage room didn’t even have a proper bed.

Lying on the yoga mat at night, my phone suddenly lit up.

Frostwood Academy sent the final confirmation email.

【Cecilia, your transfer application has been approved. Please complete the registration procedures at the school as soon as possible within two days. The research institute project team has reserved a place for you. Specific arrangements will be coordinated directly with your supervisor.】

The supervisor had also attached a message.

【We are all waiting for you. Your research results are outstanding. There is a more suitable platform for you here. Come with peace of mind. We will arrange the subsequent matters.】

I read that message three times.

Someone felt my ability was worth cherishing, and someone was willing to carefully arrange my future.

It’s just that those people were not in Blackthorn Pack.

I turned off my phone and looked at the dim ceiling of the storage room.

The day after tomorrow was the time I would leave.