Chapter 36

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  Alya's  POV:

   I keep being a worry wort.

  Did I make a mistake creating the chat for Marinette to speak with Nino's friend?

   I never told her his real name.  Nino and Adrien told me not to.


 Somehow the whole thing seems crazy.

   How could  I think Marinette would want to talk to him?

   I heard from her about how cool he sounded.

  I suppose it was a start.


I hoped Marinette's heart would not be broken again.

Wait a second,  Adrien suffered from a recent breakup too.

 His girlfriend ditched him for another man but would not tell him who.

Goodness, this sounded like some soap opera.


  I thought about the poor heartbroken boy.

  Yes, I had nothing to worry about since Adrien was hurt.

 If anything, he was going to be a good distraction for Marinette.

   I encouraged her to share the news about the baby, but knowing Marinette, it would take her a while to say a word.

   My only regret was Luka Cuffaine.

Why did I encourage Marinette to seek him out after he left her at the end of high school? 

 I should have known the boy is bad news.

    My best friend is alone, pregnant, vulnerable, and feels worthless.

    It is all because that Cuffaine boy who never grew up left her again, but she was his wife this time.



  I  was not too happy with him.

  I sent him a text.

  It was from my spare phone, so he would not know who it was from, but I let him know how horrid I thought his actions were.

 "How dare you treat Marinette like scum?"

  " Who do you think you are ?"   This was the jest of it.

   I did not regret sending it, but I did wish I had sooner.


   Nino thinks I overreact.  

     I love my friends and do not want to see them get hurt, least of all my Bestie, Marinette.

     I  heard Nino bought something online recently because he accidentally mentioned a package.  Had he bought me something?

     I  hoped it was something nice.

  I could use some good news about now. Sure I am engaged to Nino, but after the stressful day I had I could use a pick-me-up.


 find out more in Chapter 37

Until then,

bye-bye, little owlets!

Summer out!


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