Abby

The knock on the door interrupts my pity party, and for a split second, I debate

whether or not to even answer it.

But before I can make up my mind, the door creaks open and I catch the sight in

the vanity mirror—Karl, his blue surgical mask lowered, his brown eyes shining

and a bouquet of flowers in hand.

“Karl?” My voice trembles. Seeing him makes my guard lower, and I can feel my

shoulders relax. “I saw you in the audience, and I—”

He steps further into the room, letting the door close softly behind him. “I bought

a ticket secretly. I hope you don’t mind, but I wanted to surprise you,” he says,

Enter title…

his eyes meeting mine in the mirror.

I feel a smile spreading across my lips. “Thank you. But…” I pause, taking in his

“What’s with the surgical

blue mask.

recognizing me. I’m supposed to be an Alpha, you

hanging out in my ex-wife’s city and helping with her

our first discussions when he

at the restaurant doesn’t

he says, taking

said about the

his words, the tenderness in his

on my raw emotions. “Thank you. I didn’t

a lot that you’re here,

to hand me

streaked

flowers drop to the floor, abandoned, and he’s in front

grip me by both arms,

what happened? Why are you crying?” Concern fills

just there

sticking with my initial impulse to downplay

how he’ll

But

and confusion, breaks

closer, the air between us thickening,

you cry, Abby.

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