Dear X.,Thank you for answering the ad. When I posted it, I thought that no one would write to me. It felt like an absurd attempt to chase loneliness away...“No,” Olivia sighed, peeking over syliva’s shoulder. She balanced her son, Dorian on her left hip as she leant forward to read the letter her sister was writing . “You can’t say that. You sound too desperate and we don’t want that,” Olivia added. Dorian cooed, reaching for his mother’s mouth. Oliva held his little wandering hand. Her eyes turned softer as they lay on her son in her arms . “Behave, sweetheart mummy is scolding Aunty” she scolded, although gently.“What should I write then?” Syliva asked as she scratched the words she had written off roughly. The paper was covered in crossings- out. Her fingers had turned blue from the ink stains Dear X. ,Thank you for answering the ad. When I posted it, I thought that no one would write to me. It felt like an absurd attempt to chase loneliness away...I must admit that I was rat

After getting her mail, Syliva ran to her room. She found Olivia there pacing with Dorian in her arms. The poor baby suffered a terrible fever during the night. The little savings they had was used to pay the doctor and for the medicine.“Is he still sick?” Syliva asked with worry. They all did not get much sleep. Dorian kept crying all night. Olivia was ridden with anxiety, she stayed awake all night. Syliva from worry and the noise couldn’t close her eyes either. The other residents in their run down approached had their displeasure made known as well. They shouted slurs and threats to them all night long.“He is better,” Olivia whispered. She smiled tiredly at her sister. She moved to show the baby to Syliva . Dorian was finally asleep thank goodness. “Thank you for working my shifts this morning,” Olivia said with obvious guilt. Syliva replaced her at work more often than not since Dorian joined their little family. The truth was that Olivia was deemed infertile after a dis

The letter came after a week.Syliva grew restless thinking that Xavier gave up on her. The thought seemed ridiculous even to her. Olivia also told her as much. Syliva couldn’t help but worry. She had grown attached to the man. She would look at the picture at night hidden under the covers. Olivia teased her to no end. Syliva carried it in her wallet, too afraid to lose it. Xavier represented their way out as well. Syliva sighed once more. She couldn’t lose Xavier and what he represented. Despite Olivia’s teasing words, Syliva knew that her sister was worried as well.“A letter arrived!” Olivia barged into the room. She was breathless after running there. She had met the mailman on the way. The old man gave him the letter then under Olivia’s insistence. “The mailman told me that there was a problem this week which delayed the distribution,” she explained to her sister ,voice breathy from running. She sat on the bed extending the letter with a shaking hand.Syliva took it. He put dow

Syliva woke up to sunlight on her face. She stretched with a groan. Her mind took a moment to remember recent events. She was no longer in the city. Olivia and Dorian were not sleeping on the bed next to her. No, she was in a faraway town fated about to marry...husbands.twin. It was overwhelming. She sat up in the bed. She could not help but let her gaze wander around the room. She could hear a rooster outside and the peculiar sound of a farm thriving. She left the soft sheets and explored the room. She opened the door next to the closet, and found that it led to a bathroom. Her breath hitched at the sight. She had guessed the alphas were wealthy but nothing of that extent. Everything in the bedroom and bathroom was so refined.“I will take a shower,” Syliva mumbled to herself. She suddenly felt very dirty in the midst of such luxury. She quickly locked the door on the other side of the bathroom. She guessed that it leads to another bedroom. She quickly undressed and stepped under the

Syliva woke up to Xander bringing dinner in the room. It smelled delicious. Syliva blushed as her stomach growled from hunger.“Help yourself,” Xander smiled at Syliva . He put the tray on the small table by the window. “We already ate,” he said taking the seat across from Syliva . “We eat dinner early around here.”“I am sorry,” Syliva sat down and looked at his hands. “I fell asleep again. I should have been awake so we could talk,” she ranted nervously. Xander observed her with unhidden curiosity.“You’re tired. There is nothing to apologize for,” Xander assured with a warm smile. Syliva noted how open this alpha was compared to his brother. It was soothing. “The doctor sent a few things for you. I put them on the vanity. You were asleep when I came to check on you,” he pointed at the paperback resting as told on the vanity. “Medicine and a few things for your heats. Rose, the doctor, wrote the instructions on a piece of paper for you. It is in the bag.”“You’re too kind,” Syliv