Dear Omega,
Tell me...
Is my life enough for you to forgive me?
If yes, then I'll do it. I'll bleed and willing to die happily knowing that all the pain that I caused you will cease to exist together with me.
I am not complaining but everytime that I see those fears in your eyes that I myself planted in your heart, it's already killing me.
I am starting to hate ME. MYSELF. My confidence is slowly melting away. I want to make it up to you but my presence just make your trauma more worst.
I don't know what to do anymore.
The future Alpha
