My Alpha Regretted Letting Me Go
Language: en
Eight years of secretly loving Liam Smith, and I finally slept with him. The next day, I overheard him on the patio, taking a call: "It was just a one-night stand. Marry her? You've got to be kidding. Just give her some money and send her packing." I didn't cry or make a scene. I got dressed, went home, and dragged out the box filled with eight years of memories. Stolen photos, movie ticket stubs, a button he'd lost—everything went straight into a black trash bag. As the garbage truck rumbled past, crushing everything, I breathed a sigh of relief. Later, that same man who said "just give…