That was what the content of the paper read which was written boldly in my husband's handwriting. Yes, I'm pregnant with my husband's child but if he wanted to give me a gift, he didn't need to send an omega. He could easily gift me himself since we stay inside the same building.
I began to think it was some sort of mistake from the omega and wanted to question him about it until I decided to take another look at the content of the piece of paper.
'Dear Chloe' was what was right atop the piece of paper. How had I missed it in the first place?
This doesn't sound right. My name isn't Chloe. I'm Natalia and my husband knows that.
All of a sudden, it began to click. It was making so much sense in my head now. The omega's skepticism, the expensive gold jewelry that had a diamond piece in it and wasn't exactly my taste, an unfamiliar name that definitely didn't match mine...
My husband was cheating on me!
NATALIA:
I wasn't exactly sure how to feel after the realization dawned on me. I only remember dropping the parcel before walking off back to the packhouse absentmindedly.