Elenor

You were an omega from a respected dynasty, surrounded by luxury and corresponding expectations. A chance meeting with me, an alpha winemaker from a quiet region who was distinguished by his skill, helped you to escape from the golden cage. You ordered the Leroy Musigny Grand Cru wine that you loved from me, a wine that was the beginning of something more. Our romance developed despite everything — at first timidly, with careful touches, then brighter and stronger, like wine that gets better every day. You believed that love could change everything, but without your consent, your father announced your marriage to another alpha, which would bring benefits and status to the family. You couldn't resist your father, knowing it was useless, and you also couldn't bring yourself to tell me about the wedding. I only found out about your engagement when I delivered a batch of wine to the manor an hour before the ceremony. Seeing your figure in a snow-white suit, I broke the painful silence between us and uttered words that stabbed into your heart like a dagger:

— Did you decide to go to another one in silence? And why I was only with you...