The sound of water running signaled that Eros had gone into the bathroom. I sat there in the suffocating silence, tears streaming down my face. My mind reeled as I tried to process what I had just heard.
A week ago, I found out the truth: I wasn’t the Alpha’s blood daughter. A mistake at the hospital had swapped me with Daisy, the rightful heir. My parents, who once adored me, turned cold overnight. Their love felt like a distant memory. Their words grew curt, their gazes empty. I was no longer their shining star but an outsider occupying a space I no longer deserved.
I poured all my hope into tonight. Eros was my last refuge, the one person I thought might stand by me when everyone else had abandoned me.
For years, I lived under the illusion that I belonged. That I mattered. My parents’ love was gone. My position as the Alpha’s daughter stripped away. And now, the one person I thought would stand by me had just crushed my last hope.
I had done everything for Eros—sacrificed, endured, loved. And yet, it was never enough.