Fate's Dark Side Chapter 876

Despite Liam being eighteen, I was not yet of the same age, which meant there couldn't be any mate pull between us. In fact, I highly doubted that the moon would ever connect us. We had absolutely nothing in common, and Liam's intense focus on Sophia made it clear that they were destined to be mates in the future. Furthermore, I knew deep down that I wasn't his type. I learned that in a rather harsh way, and it stung a bit because I used to have a crush on him.

To be honest, that crush hadn't completely faded away. Liam was undeniably handsome, gentle, driven, and physically strong. However, he had never spared me a second glance. Elaine used to believe that sparks would fly between us, but it never materialised. As things grew more serious between Liam and Sophia, I chose to step back and let their relationship take its course.

Sitting on the couch, observing the lively atmosphere around me, I couldn't help but chuckle at my past self and the near-miss from two years ago. It was a memory that brought a mixture of pain and relief.

I had been just fifteen years old at the time, foolishly contemplating asking Liam out. Looking back, it was an embarrassing and naive notion. It had only been two years, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

We were all gathered at the Volkov estate, and it was Elaine who had encouraged me to approach Liam and confess my feelings. Reflecting on it now, I realised how foolish I had been. Liam was in the company of Marvin, Oliver, and Miles that day, and I wanted to seize the opportunity to approach him and request a private conversation. Even though Sophia was present as well, I stubbornly believed that I could somehow compete for his attention.

I pondered on the source of my courage back then, and I attributed it to Onyx, my newfound companion, as it was around that time that I had just acquired my wolf.

As I neared their conversation, I overheard Liam voicing his grievances about me. He had taken issue with my attitude, my choice of clothing, and even labeled me as arrogant. The sound of their laughter only intensified the negative emotions welling up inside me.

Miles even made a joke about my hair and eyeliner, and it stung deeply. I couldn't help but feel self-conscious about my eyes, which often appeared almost blind. Though they didn't explicitly mention it, I had a sinking feeling that I had missed a significant portion of their conversation. I had never realised they saw me in such a light until that moment.

In that instant, I made a swift decision to forget about the crush. Upon returning to Gad, I made it a point to trouble my mother about getting me contacts, feigning the excuse of poor eyesight. The optometrist saw through my ruse but kindly obliged, prescribing me contact lenses. Everyone assumed they were for medical purposes, but in reality, they were purely a fashion choice—a way to give people one less thing to gossip about.

I loved the boldness of my heavy eyeliner; it made my eyes stand out, and I could never bring myself to regret it. I refused to apologise for being intelligent or for coming across as unfriendly. Whether or not they were laughing about me, I didn't bother to find out. I retreated into myself, focusing on my own journey, and let go of that foolish crush.

"Hey, I noticed you were talking to Liam earlier. Why did he refuse to join us?" Jewels asked as she sat beside me.

I reminded her of the situation with Sophia and how Liam was struggling to cope. She nodded in understanding.

"Yeah, he's really going through a tough time. He hasn't taken it well at all. You should have seen him that day; he was absolutely devastated. He's convinced that she's being held captive on some remote island. Hopefully, our investigation in Grizlo will shed some light on the situation," she said with a hopeful smile, and I couldn't help but reciprocate.