Kylian’s POV
“Yes…You’re the worst Alpha I have ever seen!”
Della’s affirmation endlessly echoed through my ears like a broken record. And each time, it’s like a sharp knife being pierced into my heart.
With heavy steps and a bleeding heart, I left Della’s house and met the cold breeze and raindrops outside amidst the storm.
“The old Della? You’ve killed her yourself long ago, Kylian!”
All along, I had my hopes up. Hope that she still loves me and that we’ll still be together one day.
But it all got shuttered into pieces with such that one sentence. I thought I could mend her heart and all the pain I brought her, but in the end, it's all still just an empty hope.
I stood frozen in the middle of the field, oblivious to my surroundings. Looking up to the sky and letting the rain drench me, I clenched my chest to lessen the pain that was excruciating all over me.
Mixed in the rain was the one thing no one could ever see me with – tears.