Was Adeline prettier in his eyes? Was she better from his perspective? What was it? Had she loved him for nothing all those years? Obsessed over him for absolutely nothing?
All that for a human he met for barely two months to take all of him and everything he had to offer.
Didn't she try hard enough? Couldn't he choose her? She was perfect—an omega, a being made for him, completely compatible with him.
Human mates sure were similar to omegas when it came to alphas, but that wasn't enough. A human could never compare to an omega. She was better, and she knew it. No one could tell her otherwise.
Adeline wasn't worthy of Caesar. She didn't deserve him. She would never be able to give him what she, Diana, could give the man. It just wasn't possible.
Reaching for Caesar's legs, she grabbed them, lifting her teary eyes to look at him.