Complicated

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. Let's meet at a neutral location."Oliver agreed, and they set a time and place to meet the following day. Janet spent the rest of the evening trying to prepare herself mentally for the meeting, wondering what it was that Oliver needed to tell her.The next day, Janet arrived at the café early and ordered a latte. She chose a table at the back of the café, where she could observe the entrance and exit. She had no idea what to expect, and the uncertainty made her anxious.As she sipped her coffee, she saw Oliver walk in. He looked as handsome as ever, with his tall frame, broad shoulders, and chiseled features. He scanned the room, and his eyes finally met hers. Janet couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia at the sight of him.Oliver walked over to her table and took a seat across from her. "Thank you for meeting me, Janet," he said.Janet nodded, feeling a knot form in her stomach. "What did you want to talk to me about, Oliver?" she asked.Oliver took a deep breath and looked at her intently. "It's about my father. He's very ill, and I need your help as a doctor."Janet felt her heart sink. She knew that Oliver's father was the Alpha of their pack and that he had always been kind to her. "What can I do to help?" she asked."I need you to come back to the pack and take care of him. He trusts you, and I trust you," Oliver said, his gaze never leaving hers.Janet shook her head. "I can't go back, Oliver. I left for a reason, and I'm happy where I am now."Oliver reached across the table and took her hand. Janet felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her at his touch. "Please, Janet. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important," he pleaded.Janet looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity in them. She knew that she couldn't ignore his request, especially if it meant helping someone in need. "Okay, I'll come back," she finally relented.Oliver's face lit up with relief, and he squeezed her hand. "Thank you, Janet. I knew I could count on you."Janet pulled her hand away, feeling the familiar ache in her heart. "I'll come back, but only to take care of your father. After that, I'm leaving again."Oliver nodded, his expression serious. "I understand. Thank you again, Janet." Seeing Oliver again had brought back memories and feelings that she thought she had buried long ago. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that it was going to be complicated.Janet felt a pang of sympathy for Oliver at the news of his father's illness. Despite everything that had happened between them, she couldn't ignore his request for help."I'm sorry to hear that, Oliver," she said, reaching across the table to touch his hand. "Of course, I'll help in any way I can."Oliver nodded gratefully. "Thank you, Janet. You don't know how much this means to me."They sat in silence for a few moments, neither of them knowing what to say. The tension between them was palpable, and Janet wondered if it would ever go away."How have you been, Janet?" Oliver asked, breaking the silence.Janet took a sip of her coffee, trying to think of an answer. "I've been good, busy with work and the kids," she said finally. "What about you?""I've been busy with pack business," Oliver said, shrugging. "You know how it is."Janet nodded, not wanting to dwell on the past. "So, what's wrong with your father?"Oliver sighed. "He's been having these episodes, where he collapses and can't breathe. The d