I couldn't resist the pull, my legs carrying me to Ellie's desk as if guided by an invisible force.
With trembling hands, I gently opened the sketchbook, each page turn feeling like a stab to my already broken heart.
Inside were drawings of Alpha Sean and me , scenes that should have been filled with laughter and joy, but instead, they were a painful reminder of a broken promise.
My heart clenched painfully in my chest.
I knew all too well that Alpha Sean had stood Ellie up on that fateful day.
She had waited, her small frame huddled against the cold, her eyes filled with hope that slowly faded as the hours passed.
These drawings were nothing but a product of her innocent imagination, a desperate attempt to bring to life the day she so longed for.
Every stroke, every line of those
