After I Torched Alive, My Alpha Went crazy novel Chapter 91

I imagined his concerned face, the way he would listen intently, ready to offer guidance, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that my hesitation might push him further from me.

Perhaps it was safer to keep my struggles hidden, to play the part of the composed person I wanted everyone to believe I was.

But that thought only deepened the chasm of isolation I felt, and I knew I had to make a decision soon, before the weight of my secrets became too heavy to bear.

Instead, I made my way to the kindergarten, hoping to find some comfort in talking to Vesta. The walk there was usually a pleasant one, filled with the sounds of children playing and the rustle of leaves. But today, every step felt heavy with the weight of my decisions.

As I entered the kindergarten, the familiar sounds of laughter welcomed me, but I still felt heavy with uncertainty. I found Vesta in the kitchen, humming softly to herself as she tidied up.

Her presence was soothing, like a warm blanket on a cold day. Watching her, I felt a flicker of hope that maybe she could help me untangle my thoughts.

"Vesta, I…" I began, but the words stuck in my throat. How could I tell her what I was feeling? The thought of confessing my inner turmoil felt daunting, like opening a floodgate of emotions I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.

She looked at me, her eyes filled with understanding. "You seem troubled," she said gently. "What’s on your mind?"

After a moment’s hesitation, I took a deep breath. "I’m about to do something bad," I admitted. It felt like a weight had been lifted just by voicing my fears, but I still struggled to articulate what I meant.

Vesta nodded, her expression one of quiet reassurance. "I’m sure you do everything for a reason," she replied softly.

Her belief in my intentions wrapped around me like a warm embrace, but it didn’t completely dispel my doubts. What reason could possibly justify what I was planning?

Just then, a group of kindergartners wandered into the kitchen, their eyes wide with curiosity. They had overheard our conversation and quickly picked up on Vesta’s tone.

I knew I had to act quickly, to bridge the gap that had formed in an instant, before this misunderstanding spiraled out of control and left me completely alone.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself against the rush of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. I couldn’t let fear dictate my actions any longer.

I took a step forward, feeling a surge of determination wash over me. "Carlos, wait!" I called out, my voice trembling but resolute. I needed him to understand that I wasn’t in danger; I was simply lost in my own thoughts, trapped in the web of decisions I had spun.

I took a moment to collect my thoughts, feeling the weight of uncertainty pressing down on me. The silence between us felt heavy, and I knew I had to act quickly.

Tina, my wolf , surged to the forefront of my thoughts, her tone loud and urgent. Carlos is angry! she exclaimed. Go after him!

Doubts raced through my mind as I considered the gravity of the situation. I couldn’t let Carlos walk away without explaining myself.