Christina's POV
With a sigh, I answered the call.
"Louisa..." My voice was soft, almost apologetic.
I could ghost Niall with zero regrets, but Louisa was different.She'd always treated me like family, often better than my actual relatives, and I couldn't bring myself to be cruel to her. She was one of the few who saw the real me instead of just Beatrice's shadow or a convenient replacement.
If she was calling now, she probably already knew about the rejection.Either Niall had miraculously grown a spine and told her, or more likely, he'd been his usual cowardly self and she'd sensed something was wrong when I stopped showing up at their pack house.
"Christina, darling." Her voice was warm but strained. "How are you?"
"I've been better," I replied honestly.
"I heard ab
