Elsa’s face turned pale when she heard my words.
Then she rushed over and grabbed my hands, pleading in a pitiful voice,
“I’m sorry, Jenifer. I forgot to tell you I’m allergic to nuts.”
“I fell off the roof when I was a pup, and ever since, my memory hasn’t been great. I really forgot!”
“Please don’t be mad at me, Jenifer. You can just make a different flavor for me, can’t you?”
Seeing her fake, scheming smile made my stomach turn.
I clearly remembered the first time I made walnut cake for her—I had no idea she was allergic.
I did it purely out of kindness and sincerity, hoping to build a friendship.
Just because she casually said she liked it, I went through dozens of attempts, burning my hands badly in the process.
But I didn’t give up. I pushed through the pain and finally baked the perfect cake—for her.
However, Elsa ended up fainting from her nut allergy.
When she regained consciousness, she threw herself into our parents’ arms, sobbing:
“Mom, Dad, please don’t blame Jenifer! She worked so hard just to bake me a cake!”
“She even said it wouldn’t matter if I only had one bite!”
“Please don’t punish her! It’s my fault—I shouldn’t have been so greedy!”
Under my parents’ resentful glares, I stood frozen at her bedside, not knowing what to say.
“I didn’t know Elsa was allergic to nuts,” I murmured. “She never told me…”
But instead of understanding, all I got was my father’s merciless rage—
roaring, cursing, and a face twisted with hatred.
His wolf had lost all control. Claws unsheathed, he nearly slashed my face when he struck the wall beside me.
My wolf flinched, terrified.
That moment left a scar deeper than any wound—
from that day on, she never felt safe again.
He glared at me with undisguised disgust and roared,
“Everyone in this house knows Elsa’s allergic to nuts! Why are you the only one who doesn’t?”
“Don’t try to fool us with your pathetic lies! I know exactly why you did it—you were jealous because we love her more!”
After that, I was thrown into the cellar. Three whole days of hell.
No food. No water. No light. No air.
By the time they let me out, my wolf was barely breathing.
