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Arman’s expression was even darker. “You think it was her own merit? I bet Ethan pulled strings. No way she could get in on her own.”
I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to respond. Some people would never understand hard work. Some would never believe that you could change. Ignoring them,
I dialed Lirian’s number. He had to know. He’d been my best friend, my rock in so many ways. But the call went unanswered. I called again, my excitement waning a little as the minutes stretched into hours, and still, nothing.
By nightfall, I had called him nearly ten times, each time listening to the unanswered ringing with growing disappointment. This wasn’t like him. Normally, he’d reply in seconds, as if he’d been waiting just for my message.
My fingers hovered over my phone, debating if I should call him just once more. But something in me had grown frustrated. Why was he ignoring me on one of the most important days of my life?
Days passed, and still, I heard nothing from Lirian. Every moment I waited in silence felt like an eternity. A memory surfaced from my past life–another time when he had disappeared for days. leaving me wondering and waiting.
Back then, I hadn’t paid much attention. I’d been too preoccupied with someone else, someone who hadn’t deserved my focus. But now, something about this absence unsettled me.
As I sat alone in the living room one evening, listening to the rain tap against the windows, a possibility entered my mind. Could he be with the Iron Claw Pack? Could he have gone back to meet with their Alpha?
It seemed unlikely. If Lirian had been recognized as a member of the Iron Claw, would he really remain in the Moonshadow pack, serving as Beta instead of claiming his rightful place as Alpha? Would he stay just to be near me?
The thought sent a flush of warmth through me, but I quickly shook my head. It was foolish to think he’d put aside everything just for me.
Just as I was about to close my eyes and let the thought go, the maid entered the room.
“Miss, Young Master Lirian has come over.”
The shock of his name made me jolt upright, my heart leaping. He was here? After days of silence,
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he’d finally come?
Iscrambled off the sofa, ready to rush outside and confront him with all the questions building up in my chest.
But then I froze mid–step. All the frustration, all the anger I had been holding back these past days. surged forward, clouding my initial excitement.
He was perfectly fine. He could have answered my calls all along but had chosen not to. Did he really
expect me to welcome him so easily after ignoring me like that?
I steadied my voice as I turned to the maid. “Tell him to go back. I don’t want to see him.”
The maid looked startled but nodded, leaving the room. A few moments later, she returned. “He didn’t leave. He said he’ll wait for you at the door, and when you’re not angry anymore, he’ll be here.”
I huffed, folding my arms. If he wanted to play the waiting game, then fine. I’d let him wait.
I stormed upstairs, taking a long, hot shower to calm my nerves.
Once I had changed into comfortable clothes, I plopped down on my bed and distracted myself with a few episodes of my favorite TV show. Hours passed, and the anger I felt started to ebb, replaced by a strange curiosity.
After all this time, was he still waiting outside?
Unable to resist, I pulled back the curtains and peered into the night. The rain was pouring harder now, soaking everything in sight.
And there, standing right by the gate, was Lirian. He hadn’t moved, hadn’t sought shelter in his car or under the nearby trees. He was simply standing in the rain, his shoulders drenched, his face tilted
downward.
The sight tugged at something deep inside me. Even from a distance, I could see the tension in his stance, the way he kept glancing toward the house, hoping I’d come out.
The rain was relentless, pouring in heavy sheets that turned the garden paths into streams. From the villa’s window, I watched Lirian stand there in the downpour, unmoving, soaked to the bone. “Is this man stupid?” I muttered to myself, a mix of frustration and worry twisting in my chest.
Eventually, I couldn’t bear it any longer. I hurried downstairs, barely noticing the maid who reached for an umbrella to cover me as I stepped out.
The door swung open, and there he was, still standing, determined. I could see the driver urging him
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to leave, but Lirian didn’t budge. He simply turned when he saw me, his eyes lighting up with a hint
of relief.
“What do you mean by that?” I called out, my voice barely loud enough to rise above the rain.
