When the Luna Died
The healer told me I had Soul Decay Syndrome. In three days, I'd be dead.
The only thing that could save me was water from the Sacred Spring.
But my Alpha mate, Vincent, gave it to my adopted sister, Fiona.
So, during the final 72 hours of my life, I gave up everything.
When I handed Fiona the perfume formulas I'd spent years developing, my parents smiled in satisfaction.
When I gave up the couples' vacation package I'd won and let Vincent take Fiona to see the Northern Lights instead, he praised me for finally being mature.
When I taught my daughter to call Fiona "Mom", she didn't hesitate. She turned to me without a second thought and called me "Aunt."
To my family, all my sacrifice
Bab Populer