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Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth by Aurora Starling

Chapter 334
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Chapter 0334

Chapter 0334

There was confusion in my expression.

I didn’t know what | was doing anymore. What was more, | didn’t know why | was doing this to myself. Why | was

allowing my heart to wander toward-

| couldn't finish the thought. | didn’t want to admit, even to myself, that I might be developing feelings for Noah

again. It was too complicated, too dangerous.

We were supposed to be getting divorced, not falling back in love.

More than anything, | wished | had someone to talk to about all of this. Drake wasn’t really the type | wanted to

discuss such intimate matters with, and Amber... Well, she wasn’t aware of everything going on

between Noah and me. We weren't as close as...

My thoughts drifted to Viona. | missed her. Dearly.

Now that significant thad passed, | felt guilty for fighting with her. She hadn’t reached out toin the past

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weeks, probably still angry atherself, but | couldn't take it anymore. | needed to talk to her, to set things

right.

Before | could talk myself out of it, | grabbed my keys and headed out. The drive to Viona’s apartment felt both

too long and too short. My heart was pounding as | knocked on her door, my palms sweaty.

When Viona opened it, her eyes widened in surprise. She had cut her hair recently, a chin-length bob now that

swayed as she stumbled backwards. “Hannah? What are you doing here?”

| took a deep breath, steeling myself. “Can we talk?”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching my face. Then she nodded and stepped aside to letin. We

sat on her couch, an uncomfortable silence stretching between us. | fidgeted with the hem of my

shirt, unsure of how or where to begin.

Finally, | spoke. “I'm sorry,” | said, my voice hardly more than a whisper. “I... | shouldn't have gotten so angry

with you. You were just trying to help. Fuck. | miss you.”

Viona’s expression softened, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly. “Oh, Hannah... I'm sorry too. | promised

not to tell Noah everything, and | broke that promise. | should have found another way. | miss you, too.”

We looked at each other for a moment, and then suddenly we were hugging tightly. | felt tears prick at the

corners of my eyes, relief washing over me. It felt good to have my friend back, to have someone | could confide

in again. And that argument... it felt so damn silly in hindsight.

“I was just scared, and looking for someone to be angry at,” | admitted into her shoulder. “I took things out on

you, and-"

“No, no, it’s my fault,” she sobbed-

“Viona, you're my best friend-"

We blubbered like that for stime, just holding each other, sobbing into each other's shirts. Only once our

tears had dried did we finally pull back, and | gripped a strand of her hair, sniffling miserably.

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“Your hair...”

“I chopped it off when we had our argument,” Viona sobbed, fresh tears springing to the surface. “I hate it. It

looks so bad.”

“It doesn’t look bad. It looks... unique.”

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Viona sobbed harder.

But then those sobs turned into laughter. And soon, we were both crying again, but they were tears of laughter

this time-laughter from realizing just how bloody ridiculous this all was.

When we finally pulled apart again, our faces aching and streaked with sticky tears, Viona huffed and leaned her

head back on the couch.

“I thought you cto talk about that online post,” she said, wiping at her wet cheeks.

| frowned, my brow furrowing. “What do you mean?”

“The post, Hannah.” Viona blinked at me. “You know, the "10,000 likes and I'll reveal everything’ post?”

| blinked for a moment, and then it hit me. | had completely forgotten about it-1 had gotten so caught up in

everything else that it had faded from my mind. But the post...

“What about it?” | asked softly, my heart suddenly racing.

Viona was silent as she swiped at her phone screen. | could hear my own blood rushing through my ears, panic

lancing through me.

No, no, no-

She turned the screen toward me, and | felt like | might be sick.