Lately, Julian spent most of his time at the hospital. Violet posted many photos showing him bringing her flowers, food, and carefully looking after her, each one radiating happiness.I had once loved Julian, so seeing the male wolf who pushed me into Oliver's arms still affected my mood from time to time.Still, I was glad he had something new to occupy him. It meant I didn't have to see him.My own life had been going well. My interior design work had just won an international award.On the day of the ceremony, I stood at the center of the stage and accepted my trophy under the bright lights and thunderous applause.When I first submitted the piece, I had told Julian, "If I ever win an award, I want to share the moment with you first."He had answered casually, "One of my friends has a birthday that day. We'll talk about it then."Yet today, he actually came.Trophy in hand, I walked down from the stage and ran toward him.Julian's eyes lit up. He hurried forward excitedly.But I pas
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