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I hesitated, my thoughts racing.
I knew exactly what he was referring to–the moment I had pushed him away and left without explanation.
had something important to take care of,” I replied, my tone more clipped than I intended.
There was a brief pause on the other end, then his voice, tinged with frustration, came
through.
“You didn’t think I deserved to know what it was?”
I could hear the irritation, the jealousy, simmering beneath the surface.
In the past, I would have scrambled to apologize, to make things right.
But something had shifted in me.
“Leo, we don’t have a relationship anymore.” I reminded him, my voice firm. “I don’t owe
you an explanation.”
He was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice had softened, a note of
vulnerability slipping through.
“I just wanted to pick you up and bring you home,” he admitted, almost as if he feared I
wouldn’t return.
As if he was afraid I’d say no, he hastened to add, “There’s a letter for you mailed to the
original address. Believe me, you’ll want to see this.”
His words piqued my curiosity and I made an appointment with leo. Soon, I drove to the restaurant where we had arranged to meet, and he was waiting for me in the lobby, his
expression unreadable.
As soon as I stepped inside, he stood and handed me a formal, exquisitely crafted envelope,
sealed with golden wax bearing an olive branch emblem.
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I took it, my fingers brushing over the intricate seal.
“What is this?” I asked, but I already had an inkling.
“Open it and see,” he said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
I carefully broke the seal and unfolded the letter within. My eyes widened as I read the
contents.
can’t believe this…” I whispered, more to myself than to Leo.
“What does it say?” He asked.
Here’s a letter from our alma mater saying that I wowed so many people with my opening performance at the summer festival that many underclassmen wanted my contact information to ask me some musical questions.
So the school planned to invite me back directly to give a performance at the graduation party, which would also make it easier for me to communicate with the graduates.
“Graduation party.”
Leo’s voice was low, and he seemed to be caught up in memories.
“That’s when we first met each other, wasn’t it?”
I froze for a moment, then said somewhat bitterly:
“I didn’t realize you remembered.”
Many years ago, when I was a student who had not long set foot on a college campus, Leo was already a legend–a final–year student chosen as the outstanding graduation representative.
He was the epitome of everything I admired, and every girl in the school was smitten with
him.
The graduation ceremony was grand, with students dressed in their finest attire.
Each of us wore a bouquet of flowers pinned to our chests, a symbol of the occasion’s
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significance.
But I had been clumsy that day, and Aria, ever the troublemaker, had taken advantage of my distraction to knock my corsage to the ground.
I remember my heart sinking as I watched it fall because I knew I wouldn’t be able to retrieve it without drawing unwanted attention to it.
However, Leo noticed the fallen flower as he came down from the stage after his speech.
My heart sank, Leo was notoriously cold in school, I’d heard his reputation early on, a cold blooded battle crazed maniac who didn’t want to die, and perhaps he was about to step on my corsage and leave as if nothing had happened.
I nervously watched his movements.
To my surprise, he didn’t step over it.
Instead, he paused and leaned over to pick it up.
“Elizabeth……
.” he said, reading the little tag attached to the flower, “Who is Elizabeth? You dropped the flower here.”
My mind went blank as I stepped forward, my cheeks burning with embarrassment
As I approached, I caught the scent that was uniquely his–a mix of forest pine and something deeper, like the earth after rain.
It was intoxicating, drawing me in even as my heart pounded with nerves.
He placed the corsage in my trembling hand, his expression calm but with a hint of something softer, something almost tender.
“Elizabeth,” he repeated, his voice low and smooth. “Very nice name. Keep your flowers safe. Don’t lose them again.”
From that moment on, I was lost.
Leo’s scent, his voice, his presence–they all became imprinted in my mind.
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I knew, even then, that we were destined to be together, that I was meant to be his Luna,
But reality was harsh.
As a human–wolf hybrid, my scent was faint, almost imperceptible compared to others.
To Leo, that moment might have been insignificant–a mere blip in his busy life.
But to me, it was everything.
After that first encounter, and a few days later, I was playing piano on the side in a pub near my school.
Normally, I could lose myself to music, but tonight was different.
As I started playing, I saw him–Leo–sitting at the bar, watching me closely, a drink in his
hand.
