Bernice POV
I am enjoying acting like an Omega.
I never allowed myself to think of what had been taken from me when I was given the medication at twelve years old and forced to act like an Alpha. All of the things I’d enjoyed when I was a child, before the responsibility was forced upon me, I’d thought were lost forever.
Now I am able to enjoy them again, and I am determined to do so with my last days alive. Landry insists on continuing to search for a cure, but I know it is useless. I was on that poison medication for most of my life, the damage it did is permanent. I know that.
But I can make my last days good, even if Landry is acting strange.
He takes me out frequently. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he was taking me on dates. They certainly seem like dates.
One day
