After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 224: Hating Herself for Choosing the Wrong Person

Chapter 224: Hating Herself for Choosing the Wrong Person

(Sophia Rivers’s POV)

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I lay in the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The harsh fluorescent lights of the Recovery Ward seemed to mock me with their brightness. Everything hurt–my body, my pride, but most of all, my heart.

How quickly they all abandoned me. The same pack members who once smiled and bowed in my presence now pretended not to know me. The same people who eagerly accepted my invitations and gifts now wouldn’t even answer my calls.

I’d become nothing more than a discarded pawn in someone else’s game.

A tear slid down my cheek as memories flooded back. That golden year when Marcus treasured me like a precious jewel. The way his eyes would light up when I entered a room. The gentle touch of his hand on my shoulder. The respect I commanded simply by being at his side.

I had everything back then. Everything.

Yet somehow, it wasn’t enough. I wanted more–craved more. That insatiable hunger led me straight into Felix Xavier’s arms. What a fool I’d been.

The memory of our first meeting still burned in my mind. His charming smile, the expensive gifts, the whispered promises. I’d fallen for it all while still enjoying the material comforts and status that Marcus provided.

I wanted both worlds–Marcus’s indulgence and trust as Alpha, along with the thrill and passion Felix offered in secret. Even now, I could remember those moments of hesitation, those brief flashes when my conscience tried to break through.

“Don’t do this,” it had whispered. “You’ll regret it.”

But I silenced that voice every time, drowning it in the intoxication of forbidden desire.

If only I could go back. If I hadn’t gotten involved with Felix. If I hadn’t gotten pregnant. If I hadn’t accepted that twenty million before going abroad. Perhaps everything would be different now.

up, spilling over and soaking into my pillow. The resentment in my heart was nothing compared to the crushing weight of regret. I hated myself for

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the hallway. My heart leaped with desperate

my tears, trying to compose myself. The door opened,

as I recognized who it was.

Elena Blackwood.

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

conversation with her?” I

we were alone, Sophia lunged forward,

it!” she hissed through gritted teeth, her

at her white–knuckled grip

lost hearing completely. I live in a half–silent world now.

painfully. “This is your doing! Your revenge

I do?” I asked

play innocent!” Sophia’s face contorted with fury. “You must be satisfied seeing me like

gently removed her hand

you have any

evidence?”

left her momentarily

now. While you can act without considering consequences, even to

sound harsh and broken. “A conscience? You? Stop

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