Chapter 18

Alpha Maseno

An unexplainable yet explainable feeling washed over me as I looked at the cute boy with ginger brown curly hair, milky white skin, and baby blue tears curled on my bed while looking at me.

The sight of white patches of dried tears stuck on the corners of his eyes made me feel like an invisible hand with long claw-like nails that had successfully pierced through my chest and grabbed my heart, squeezing and playing with it.

"Let me take you to Maria, please, Sony." I kneeled beside the bed and ran my fingers through his hair gently, trying to comfort him. The vulnerability in his eyes mirrored my own, and I couldn't bear to see him in pain. "She'll know what to do," I whispered softly, hoping that Maria, our trusted doctor and friend, could help him.

"No," he weakly protested, his voice barely a whisper. The fear in his eyes intensified as he clutched onto my hand. "You don't like women, Sen. She'll touch me because she will need to run some tests