Beauty and The Beta
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My Dad told me and as he did, I looked to Miles, who had nervously raised his gaze to look at me, and I saw him smile softly at me as if in hope I might agree to their crazy plan.
A huge donation to the treatment center?! See, my Dad knows how important that place is to me. Having lost my friend through depression in high school, I had been determined to work there. Help others like her. And, my Dad had no issue with me doing this, being one of the younger children and having no real position in the pack. So, he knew the fact they were offering a donation to the center would be a massive deciding factor for me. A hit to my heart… it would make it hard to say no.