Ivonne's POV
The bold letters at the heading of the paper, the content and body, together with the conclusion all screamed one thing, DIVORCE. My eyes remained glued to it as my brain grasped every information types on it.
"I saw the Alpha walk along this hallway from downstairs an hour ago," she replied, dragging my attention away from the slip of paper which I had picked up to reread for possibly the tenth time. "Maybe he came in during that time."
"Okay Lora, thank you," I said, all strength in me drained as I took in the reality of what was happening. "You can go."
"Is there anything wrong?" She implored. "Should I ask him about it?"
"No no," I declared. "You don't need to go through all that trouble, just go get me my breakfast Lora, thank you."
"Okay Luna," she murmured and some seconds later I heard her footsteps as she retreated.
