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to-heart conversation with Ms. Agnes, her godmother, who has seamlessly tran

us for Sara with the alpha of the Moonstone pack

ntly orchestrated several such encounters, ferv

n, imbuing each matchmaking endeavor with a sense of purpose and urgency. In turn, Sara requested

rself to steer through the anticipated encounter. As she approached the entran

est seated right there." He pointed straight to a man, his exp

el at the magnitude of his effort. "Impressive," she muse

m his guest so c

of her status as the guest of honor, prompting him to graci

r into place for her, casually observing him engrossed i

e to," subtly acknowledging the grandeur of the exclu

eft Sara momentarily breathless: before her, sat arguably the most strikingl

h a refined elegance. Well-defined cheekbones accentuated his sculpted features, drawing the eye to his

y flawless exterior. His jawline, etched with precision, exuded an air of confidence and allure that was i

stature – a commanding 6'4" –damn! Sara almost said out loud b

und them fading into insignificance as Sara found myself

sion of charm, revealing a layer of arrogance that soured the atmosphere. Frustration surged within Sara

d for conciseness, her retort ti

. "I just want to get this over with. I'm not here by my will. I'll be here f

rence towards my sentiments. As the tension lingered, she resolved to endure the misery with sto

on what was supposed to be her birthday, she found solac

managed to coax her into commemorating the occasion,

engaging with her supposed date. Suddenly, the arrival of a strawberry cake, her favorite indulgenc

gnes's hand in orchestrating this unexpected treat. With unabashed delight, she expressed my gr

sponse, however, was one of confusion and annoyance, his attempt to reclaim the cake met with resistance as they en

ipping with indignation as he lamen

knowledge of who you are and why you might be sitting here and now you ru

ught off guard by the intensity of his reaction

. Paul, the realization hit Sara like a ton of bricks: The venue mix-up

uck! I had ruined a man's afternoon and a nice dessert

. In her haste to extricate herself from an uncomfortable situation, she

as already retreating, his departure a silent testament to

ld happen to anyone at any time. That also meant her main date was waiting at the correct

love you. I know you feel bad for not remembering like yo

g must be wrong she lived with Ms.Agnes for 14 years and she never said I love you to Sara plus how

Ms. Agnes' house, in her usual garden where she used to spend her time, Sara

her in a tempest of sorrow and despair. Tears flowed unchecked, ming

eneath its unforgiving burden until each breath felt l

s to you? Th