[Nivera’s POV]

Tears streamed down my eyes as I sat in the far end of the dark cell, isolating myself even when I was already isolated. My ripped blouse was held firmly to my chest and I kept on rubbing my fingers again and again as the event that took place an hour ago kept on playing and replaying in my head.

Maybe it was no big deal to be seen in just a bra by most people, but often, Omegas were paraded and used like sluts and so, it sent a negative message like I was no different from them. It made me feel really uncomfortable and even though...