Chapter 78

Alpha Farrell’s Pov

“Ughhh!!" I yelled out in frustration immediately Alpha Alfredo drove out, I smashed my hand into the steering wheel repeatedly.

You’ll have to calm down,” Ora advised. "Let's just go home and hear what she has to say."

"Home? It no longer felt like a home after what just happened,' I pointed out. "Gab…no Melissa," I corrected myself.

Running my hands through my hair, I sighed deeply. Calling her Melissa felt like I was referring to a stranger. This whole situation is neither black nor white only gray in between, and the shades were never consistent.

“What do you have me to do, Ora?” I asked, massaging my temples slowly as I was beginning to feel a slight headache.

Ora sighed. I know this was harder on him than it ever was on me. He's always had a soft spot for Gabriella, and it somehow rubbed off on me.

“The answer to your question is back home."

“I already did, Ora," I said, frustration building up in my voice. "There was not a single day I didn't ask Gabriella