h4Chapter 810: 810-My Ex Mate And Her Broken Heart/h4

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    It was quite bright when I woke up. The ground beneath me felt fresh, but a little wet. As I tried to grab onto what I was lying on, I realized it was probably just grass. I opened my eyes and stared at the beautiful open sky, clouds hanging above me. I closed my eyes again, thinking I could sleep for a few more minutes, but then realization struck, and I jolted upright.

    I looked around and realized I was in a garden. A park. There were benches, swings, and slides, and there I was, with a basket full of fruits ced next to me. I didn’t understand why I had woken up in a garden. Then my eyesnded on a swing far away. I got up and walked steadily toward it, noticing someone sitting there. The entire ce was empty except for us.

    I remembered when Hnie told us about the room’s world nightmare. There were people there, she had said, but this ce waspletely different. As I approached the swing, her face slowly came into view. It was Lucy, my fated mate, the one I had once cheated on.

    My steps slowed, then stopped. She was swinging gently, staring into the distance. She looked beautiful, as always. Her cute little dimple appeared when she smiled at the view of the mountains ahead, and it made my heart skip a beat. The wolf part of me vanished and there was no fated connection in that moment, just me, and just her.

    "Lucy," I whispered. She slowly lowered her feet and stopped the swing. Then she raised her eyes to watch me approach. The little smile that had formed on her face was gone. There were so manyints in her eyes that I felt a surge of anger toward myself.

    I walked to her and sat on the empty swing beside her. She stared at me for a moment before looking away.

    "What are you doing here?" she asked.

    "I came after you," I said. She smiled, but it was almost sarcastic.

    "What made you think I’de with you?" she asked, her voice low and soft, not the fake Lucy the entity had been entertaining.

    "I’m so sorry. I’ve let you down," I said. No matter how many times I apologized, it had never been enough.

    Now that I was here with her, and it was just the two of us, all the memories rushed back. The times we spent together. We had been the best of friends. Then I had a crush on her. I proposed, andter we discovered we were fated mates. And then I cheated on her. One night, stressed and drunk, I broke her heart, and instead of telling her the truth, I made her feel guilty for suspecting something was wrong. I put her in the same room as Jenny so many times before she finally found out.

    I had been the viin of her story, a monster, maybe The Rune, whether she admitted it or not, whether anyone else admitted it or not. It was the truth. Lucy’s life had been affected because of me.

    "We were not only mates, we were best friends too." As soon as I said that, her head snapped toward me, and she frowned.

    "What are you talking about, stranger?"

    I realized she was constantly losing her memory. If I didn’t act quickly, she wouldpletely forget everything and just be happy in this dream world where nothing could harm her.

    I watched her get up and leave, wandering around. I began to realize that she was in charge of this ce, and it would take me some time to make her remember that she was stuck in her body and needed toe out. However, I had no clue how to go about it. I had learned things from Helen about the runes world, and I began to think about how they had defeated the world, how they made someone leave the dream world and ept reality.

    So I approached Lucy again.

    "Why are you still following me?" she asked, grunting.

    "Um, listen, I think you still love me."

    As soon as I said that, she stopped and snapped her head toward me. I froze too, raising my hands to show I was surrendering. I remembered what the entity had told me. She said Lucy wanted to kill me, so I needed to be careful.

    "You have the nerve," shemented, but the small crack in her voice made me feel like it was true. Of course it was. For her, it was still the same day she found out I cheated on her. She was stuck in that moment, never able to move on.

    "Lucy, I don’t know how to say this," I said, looking around anxiously.

    "What? You’re not saying anything. I don’t love you. Nobody will love you. You’re a fucking cheater," she screamed. I noticed her eyes turning red, and soon she started to tear up, but her tears were blood. That crushed me even more.

    In front of me was the girl I had loved so much. How did I hurt her like this?

    At that moment, I could not help but do what I needed to do. While she was crying, I rushed toward her, cupped her face in my hands, and pressed our lips together.

    The taste of her lips reminded me of old times, the freshness and thefort I used to feel with her. I used to be so funny, so mischievous when I was with her. We were two crackheads. People used to say we were both insane and that our babies would bepletely mad. As I thought about all that, I felt our tears start to mix. She gently pushed me and broke the kiss.

    In that brief moment, I noticed her just staring at me, almost as if she was trying hard to remember something. Then I saw her dimples start to form, like she was about to smile. But her smile was short-lived. My betrayal had probably hurt her so much that she frowned, looking angry with me. I felt like I could not reach the part of her that was hurting.