The Alpha and The Outcast
Lily asked, her voice filled with a mixture of confusion and disbelief.
Liza's eyes gleamed with a toxic combination of envy and malice. Her voice dripped with venom as she responded, her words laced with a deep-seated resentment. "Because, my dear, I have always yearned for what you possess—the love, the power, and the attention. Blake was meant to be mine, but you, with your cunning ways, stole him away. Now, it's time for me to claim what is rightfully mine."
Lily's brows furrowed in disbelief as she tried to make sense of Liza's accusations. "What? He was yours. Blake is not a possession, Liza. How could I have stolen him from you?"
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