Chapter 58. A Queen at Expense

Adrianna's POV

Life was such that everyone eventually moved on.

When Agatha had been in a coma before her death, I had wanted for her to do anything that would let us know that she was still with us. I would sit by her side for hours and hold her hand, whispering into her ear for her to squeeze my hand even a little. She never did, and eventually even the faint pulse that had given us all hope soon stopped.

I had harbored a crush on Cyrus back then. He had been all I could think about, and when I would see my friend walk into the room with the Alpha, it broke my heart.

When Agatha had become deathly wounded and lay unconscious in the clinic I had prayed for her recovery even going as far as promising to stop liking Cyrus.

I realised the minute she had been pronounced dead how futile