Seth keeps looking towards his best friend; he really wants to punch him. "Why did you give into her then?" Alex inhaled silently, shaking. He knew he couldn't avoid that question. "I was always in love with Jasmine like crazy, but then Ashly and I. I had prayed that we would grow old with each other, and she gave me so many chances. and I always wasted all of them; I am so blind with my love for Jasmine." Alex paused. "When I met Ashly for the first time, I really thought... I hoped I had found the one who'd stay with me forever. That's why I try to stop this wedding. I tell her everything, but it doesn't work. After my breakup with Jasmine, I tried my way towards Ashly. But I am scared and think she will also leave me. So I play with her, and I always try to break her heart. I want to test her," Alex paused. "I," he continued. "I guess I screwed up. At the end, she leaves me, and I destroy all of my favorite people who love life." Seth thought the same, but all he could think of is

Then there were some letters. Ray notices that his mother wrote a lot of the letters but never actually sent them. Others were clearly still like newlyweds when his father sent them to his mother for something. There were a few knickknacks, which Ray assumes were gifts from his father. Then there were a few newspaper articles about his father. And the more he reads through those articles, the more he realizes just how much his mom has been hiding from him and lying to him. When he's halfway through the second article, his phone rings, and before he even fishes it out of his pocket, he knows who it is. "Where the hell are you?" Milly, his best friend, asks questions frantically as soon as he answers, before he can even say hi. Ray gulps and takes a deep breath, then blurts out, "I think I know who my father is." He's still staring at his father's picture in the newspaper article as he hears Milly gasp on the other end of the line. His father is standing with a beautiful blonde woma

Flashback:- What did he do? What had he just done? He already knew that he had just made the worst mistake of his life, and there wasn't much he could do to change or fix that. As he walked away from the love of his life, Alex held his breath and forced himself not to look back, because if he did, he knew he would not be able to stop himself from running back to Ashly. It was excruciatingly hard enough to walk away to begin with; it went against every single fiber of his being. When he spoke, he could barely look the omega in the eyes because it was too painful. Not that he had any right to feel hurt, because he was the one inflicting the pain on Ashly. He was the one who was messing things up. Not that he had much of a choice. But he just knew that if he looked up at Ashly's beautiful, big brown eyes, he would never be able to tear himself away. So he reigned it all in as much as he could and got it done as fast as he could because he knew he wouldn't be able to hold himself toge

Ashly cups her son's face and looks him dead in the eyes. "Don't you dare ever run off on me like that again." She reprimands, wishing she could sound more authoritative, but her voice betrays her and quivers against her will. "I wouldn't have to if you hadn't lied to me for 14 years." Ray bites back, then pulls roughly out of his mother's hold. "Ray..." Ashly pleads in a small voice. "No, you kept me from my own father." Ray snaps angrily, pointing vaguely behind him while keeping his eyes trained on Ashly. "You have no right to make me feel bad." "I know, and if you would just let me..." Ashly tries, but Ray shakes his head and cuts her off, refusing to listen. "Explain?" he mocks, then snorts, "Yeah, no, I'm done listening to your lies." "I'm still your mother; you cannot speak to me like that." Ashly reprimands again, this time managing to be more steady. "Whatever, I'm getting my things and going to stay with Alex." Ray throws at her, then tries to bypass her and walk towar

"Can I get you anything to drink?" Alex questions, and Ashly is glad that at least he sounds just as nervous as Ashly feels. Ashly turns to look at him again and shakes her head. "No, thank you." She declines, then looks around herself in discomfort as a tense silence falls between them. "Is Ray home?" she finally asks, then bites her bottom lip in anticipation. This time Alex shakes his head. "No, but he should be soon," he says, scratching the back of his neck, looking hesitant before he goes on. "He's on the way home; the school bus is dropping him off here." "Okay." Ashly responds shortly, because there's not much more she can say, and really, there's not much more she wants to say. "Look, while we wait, I want to talk to you about something." Ashly looks back at Alex at the sound of his voice, the words sinking in slowly and causing her insides to burn, already sensing this will lead nowhere good. "Okay," the omega manages in a small voice. "Why don't we sit?" Alex gestures