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I answered softly, “Just went for a walk.”
He started putting on his shoes, declaring, “I need to go out for something urgent. Don’t wait up.”
I lowered my gaze, voice mild, “Will you come back tonight?”
He paused, then said, “Probably not. I have work at the pack house and if it’s too late, I won’t return.”
“Okay.” I remained gentle and undemanding, as always. Without further words, Ethan left, never glancing back.
Upstairs, I saw the broth I brought still untouched beside his computer. My phone lit up with a message from Connor Rivers:
“Liv, when will you come back to Riverdale?”
To me, this fiancé candidate had always been a gentle elder brother, never quite a lover. We’d known each other since childhood, and he’d always been protective of me.
“After I finish things here,” I replied.
“Alright. If you need help, just say it.”
“Thank you, Con.”
“Rest early. Good night.”
That night, Ethan did not return. I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, Cora restless within me. My wolf had never liked how Ethan treated me, always pushing me to assert myself more. Now she seemed almost satisfied that we were finally leaving.
At dawn, I was awakened by a phone call. “Hello?”
“Liv, my birthday is the day after tomorrow. Don’t forget to come to my party!” It was Sophie
Parker, a friend from Ethan’s social circle whom I got along with.
Sophie was one of the elite wolves in the Grey pack, always hosting exclusive parties and gatherings. Despite her privileged background, she’d always been friendly to me.
“Sure, send me the address,” I replied, my voice still husky from sleep.
After hanging up, I dressed and headed to the mall, carefully selecting a latest-model platinum wolf pendant from a prestigious jewelry house – a gift that suited Sophie’s style perfectly.
The saleswoman assured me it was authentic, providing a certificate of authenticity. It cost nearly a month of my salary, but Sophie had been kind to me when others in Ethan’s circle had not.
On Sophie’s birthday, I arrived early at the elegant venue she’d chosen. The room was already filling with members of the Grey pack’s elite social circle, all dressed impeccably.
“Happy birthday, Soph,” I said warmly, handing over the gift.
As we exchanged pleasantries, the room suddenly quieted. I turned to see what had caught everyone’s attention.
Ethan had arrived late, his arm intimately around an unfamiliar woman. No, not unfamiliar – I recognized her from photos. Cassandra Evans, his first love, had returned.
She was beautiful, with a subtle resemblance to me that was now painfully obvious. Her green-gold eyes sparkled as she laughed at something Ethan whispered in her ear.
Our eyes met across the room, and Ethan froze, stunned. The color drained from his face as he realized I was there, witnessing his betrayal firsthand.
“Liv, why are you here?” he asked, his voice strained.
(Olivia’s POV)
Ethan instinctively brushed off Cassandra’s hand from around his arm, causing her expression to freeze. The gesture was quick, almost panicked.
“I’m also a friend of Sophie’s. Is it strange that I’m here for her birthday party?” I smiled faintly at him, keeping my voice light despite the storm brewing inside me.
“No, I just thought you didn’t like these kinds of gatherings, so I didn’t tell you in advance,”
Ethan replied, his voice strained.
A wave of disdain washed over me. Did he really not tell me because of my supposed preferences, or was he hiding the fact he planned to bring someone else? The answer was painfully obvious.
Ethan’s cold blue gaze swept the room as if silently demanding, “Who invited her here?”
I noticed Sophie avoiding his eyes with guilt, pretending it had nothing to do with her. So much for friendship.
The woman beside Ethan stepped forward with a bright smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Hello, you must be Olivia Winters. I’m Cassandra Evans. You’ve probably heard Ethan mention me, right?”
So, this was Ethan’s first love, the one who had left him heartbroken. Despite the suffocating pain in my chest-three years of genuine affection not easily erased-I masked my feelings well, lips curved in a polite greeting.
“Miss Evans, I’ve heard so much about you.” The lie slipped easily from my lips. In truth, Ethan had barely mentioned her.
Cassandra smiled sweetly yet provocatively. “Has anyone told you we actually look alike?”
At those words, Ethan’s face darkened instantly. The resemblance between us was his dirty little secret, the reason he’d approached me in the first place. Now it was being laid bare for everyone to see.
I glanced mockingly at him, then smiled with innocent amber eyes at Cassandra. “Oh? Really? I don’t think so-I’m prettier.”
The room fell silent. Several people gasped softly. Wasn’t I always the gentle, obedient type? The one who never talked back? The perfect, accommodating girlfriend? My wolf, Cora, purred with satisfaction at my newfound backbone.
Sophie hurried over, her face a mask of forced cheerfulness. “Let’s not stand around! Come in, have some drinks!”
Cassandra forced a smile, suppressing her annoyance, and handed over her gift. “Happy birthday, Soph.”
When Sophie unwrapped it, her eyes widened. “Wow, this is the pendant I’ve wanted for so long. Thank you, Cassandra.”
Then she opened my gift bag, and her expression shifted to confusion. “Wow! Liv, you got me the same necklace!”
I watched as she held up two identical platinum wolf pendants, both gleaming under the party lights. What were the odds?
Suddenly, Victoria Reed, a woman in Sophie’s circle who had always looked down on me, sneered loudly. “Must be fake. That platinum pendant costs more than five thousand dollars.
Olivia’s just a little lawyer-how could she afford something like that?”
The room fell silent, judgmental eyes converging on me. Even Ethan’s expression soured.
“If you’re short on money, you could have told me. I could have helped with the gift…why would you-” He stopped himself, but the implication was clear to everyone.
Why would you give a fake? Though he couldn’t finish the sentence, his meaning was unmistakable.
I met his gaze coldly. “Do you also think mine is fake, Ethan?”
He said nothing, tacitly admitting it. Three years together, and he still thought so little of me.
Sophie tried to smooth things over, her voice artificially bright. “Of course it’s not fake! We’re good friends; she wouldn’t do that. Don’t be so harsh.”
But from her eyes, I glimpsed disdain and suspicion. My heart chilled further. I had bought the expensive pendant to thank Sophie for past kindness-after all, when I’d arrived alone in Harbor City three years ago, cut off by my family for refusing the arranged marriage with Connor Rivers, Sophie had stood up for me when others ostracized me as an outsider without wealth or connections.
I once naively believed Sophie was truly different. How ridiculous.
Now that my father had restored my access to the family funds after my reluctant agreement to the family engagement with Connor, five thousand dollars meant nothing to me. Yet no one believed my sincerity.
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