Alpha Dad, Cruel Mate
I heard Madam Marissa call out to me as she rushed to my side.
I looked up, my eyes catching the reflection of myself in the full-stand mirror on the wall.
My eyes had reddened, threatening to break in tears. And my face was flustered, anger bled across. Only my dark-blonde hair that was thoroughly combed seemed fine.
I felt Madam Marissa's palm land gently on my shoulders, " Are you okay?" she asked.
She had no idea who Nicholas was. I never told her who the father of my four year old daughter, Elena, was.
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