Dear Omega,
You're still not waking up.
I had wiped you with the towel and had changed your clothes. You're so thin that all your ribs poked out of your skin.
You have so many bruises too and the doctor told me it was because of your mate's infidelity. It was the effect of rejection.
My rejection.
And I am regretting all of it. The bad things that I've done to you.
I should have accepted you back then on my 18th birthday when I first found out that you are mine.
Please let me make it up to you.
Come back to me.
The future Alpha
