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.

you post your mating certificate without Marcus’s consent? Do you know what

a small smile playing on my lips. Let her panic. Let her

a waiting taxi at the Transit Station. Only then did I

tell the truth,” I said calmly. “You are indeed a mistress. That’s a

and venomous. “Marcus and I are in love! If anyone’s the third

ears. “Yes, I’m the unloved mate. But tell me, Sophia, if Marcus loves you so much,

the other end

continued, my voice dripping with false sweetness. “I hope you

then methodically deactivated my work communication account and switched to my personal phone. The bridges were burning

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

me

tickets to the Alpine Territory he

tea. The day after tomorrow? I wouldn’t even

out a delicate

a stunning moonstone necklace, the rare lunar crystals catching the light and throwing rainbows across the table.

I said indifferently, closing the

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

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

something to resolve,” Marcus said, studying my

her to take the next two days off. My

(Marcus’s POV)

apartment to find the caregiver in hysterics. She pointed toward

greeted me was horrific. Sophia lay in the bathtub, her wrist slashed

immediately pressed a towel against her wrist, trying to stem the flow of blood. “Call an ambulan shouted to the

effort. “Don’t save me,” she whispered. “Just take care of

froze me in place. “Do you remember

“k********g” triggered something deep within me suddenly fragmented memories of darkness, pain, and fear that I had

did you say?” I demanded, my