That night, when I got home, Sophia, unexpectedly pulled me aside for a chat.
Usually, unless it was about running the rehab center, she rarely talked to me. This time, however, she came armed with a plate of sliced fruit and a surprising question: did I have any plans to get married?
Knowing my situation, she tried to persuade me, "Marriage isn't about love. It's about what benefits you the most. Why not choose someone who can help you the most?"
It took me a moment to process her words.
When she asked me what I thought about Gavin, it finally clicked.
Sophia and Gavin's mother were close friends, so her inquiry didn't come as a shock. But ever since I started hearing his inner thoughts, my feelings about him had become increasingly complicated.
"I just see him as the Alpha of the C
