After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 102: Sophia’s Suicide

Chapter 102 Sophia’s Suicide

(Elena’s POV)

I stared at my phone, my finger hovering over the send button. The message I was about to post in the

hospital staff group chat would change everything.

“Before I didn’t want to expose it, but now I can’t bear it anymore!

With those words, I attached the image of my mating certificate with Marcus Blackwood. Six years of silence,

six years of enduring whispers and rumors about being someone’s mistress, were about to end.

I pressed send

The response was immediate. My phone began buzzing incessantly with notifications. I watched as the messages flooded in, expressions of shock and disbelief filling the screen.

“Is this real?” “Alpha Marcus has been mated to Elena for SIX YEARS?!” “So Sophia is actually the mistress?” “I

can’t believe this!”

The truth was finally out. I felt a strange sense of relief wash over me. No more hiding, no more pretending.

As I walked through the corridors of the Northern Territory Central Healing Institute, I could feel eyes following me. Whispers trailed in my wake, but they were different now – filled with sympathy rather than judgment.

I passed by Sophia’s office and paused. Through the glass, I could see her frantically typing on her phone, her face pale with fear. Around her office, other staff members were huddled together, clearly discuss bombshell I had dropped.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. Sophia’s name flashed on the screen.

mating certificate without Marcus’s consent? Do

on my lips. Let her panic. Let her feel a fraction of what I had endured all

waiting taxi at the Transit Station. Only then did

don’t need Marcus’s approval to tell the truth,” I said calmly. “You are indeed a mistress.

and I are in love! If anyone’s

the sound hollow even to my own ears. “Yes, I’m the unloved mate. But tell me, Sophia, if Marcus loves you so much, why hasn’t he severed our

on the other end

I’ll let you have my place,” I continued, my voice dripping with false sweetness. “I hope you and Marcus will be

up, then methodically deactivated my work communication account and switched to my personal phone. The bridges were burning behind me, and I felt no desire

returned to Moonhaven Estate for breakfast. He looked tired but determined

from me

Alpine Territory he announced. “We leave the day

nearly choked on my tea. The day after

pulling out a delicate jewelry

stunning moonstone necklace, the rare lunar crystals catching the light and throwing rainbows across the table. It was inlaid with silver and pearls,

I said indifferently, closing the box without

to say. He glanced at the screen, his expression darkening when he saw

he answered impatiently. His face suddenly drained of color. “Ill

have something to resolve,” Marcus said, studying my

to take the

(Marcus’s POV)

the caregiver in hysterics.

Sophia lay in the bathtub, her wrist slashed and

towel against her wrist, trying to stem the flow of blood. “Call an

open, focusing on me with effort. “Don’t save me,” she whispered. “Just take care

place. “Do

me suddenly fragmented memories of darkness, pain, and

you say?” I demanded,