Eva

Alpha Lorenzo?" I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

Lorenzo's gaze swept over me, his eyes narrowing as he took in my disheveled appearance. His expression was a mixture of surprise and disgust, as if he couldn't believe I was standing in front of him, looking like a mess.

"What am I doing here?" he repeated, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think the better question is, what are you doing here, Eva?"

"It's not what you think, I swear!" I exclaimed, shaking my head, as I could read whatever he was thinking.

"Then, what are you doing here?" he asked again.

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