Though I wasn’t exactly sure what the disgrace that caused him to be exiled. Probably bad grades. In my family that would be the ultimate disgrace.
But now I was starting to wonder.
Especially because while I hadn’t been monitoring the post Auntie Kiki had made, she was. People were starting to come forward with stories. Apparently, Drea wasn’t the first person Logan had been seeing while being my boyfriend.
My lab partner, Leigh, had reached out, because my ex-friends had been badmouthing me in the campus forum. Leigh and my lab group wanted to know what happened and if I was okay, especially after finding my post.
I gave them my side of the story and free reign to say whatever they wanted on the forum. They didn’t like Logan anyway.
The aunties and I continued to swim and lay out by the pool, then had lunch. After I went back in the water for a while, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time–read a book that I didn’t need for any of my classes.
Then, the aunties started putting all their things away.
“We’re going shopping. Tonight we’re going to dinner and then we’re going line dancing,” Auntie Kiki said, her eyes lighting up.
Line dancing? But I knew what I was in for when I saidyesto this trip.
We got showered and dressed. I was sharing a luxury suite with Auntie Kiki and Auntie Mimi. I had my own room with a fancy bathroom.
I came out wearing a jumpsuit that I’d bought for Bali–something cute, but good for warm weather, and some gold sandals.
Auntie Kiki’s eyes immediately went to my toes. “You need a pedicure.”
“Tomorrow, right?” I hadn’t had the time to get a pedicure and figured I could get a cheap one in Bali. I grabbed my purse and phone.
It was just the three of us. Auntie Cookie and Auntie Tiff were at the spa.
At the mall, Auntie Kiki and Auntie Mimi dragged me to a number of very high-end stores, demanding that I trust them.
“Kai had a break up and needs revenge by finding a better alpha,” Auntie Kiki toldeveryone.
Mortification rose up inside me, but the people in the shops nodded and did the aunties’ bidding, as if they saw this all the time.
They just might have.
Honestly, I’d take the free clothes. The aunties had good taste and listened when I didn’t like something. We finally ended up in an expensive purse store.
“Alphas may come and go, but quality purses are always a good investment,” Auntie Kiki told me. She bought me an adorable mini backpack and a bag that could finance a good chunk of my education.
We then went into a beauty store.
“Don’t be sad, get revenge,” Auntie Kiki said as she had them give me a makeover that went with my style, and then proceeded to buy everything, making sure that they taught me how to replicate the look.
Gender to me wasn’t binary. The way I presented didn’t always have to mean I had to fit in with the social expectations in my heart. I mostly presented feminine, so if people assumed, I wasn’t mad. Especially if it wasn't malicious. I was just me and I liked who I was.
“I’m not sad. Well maybe I’m a little bit. He said if I was a better omega he wouldn’t have had to cheat.” That hurt me a lot. Yes, classes kept me busy, but I hardly neglected him. His schedule was even busier than mine, especially with his off-campus internship.
“That’s just bullshit alphas say to make you the villain,” the makeup artist added as she contoured my face in something akin to sorcery.
I wasn’t sure I’d be able to replicate that ever.
“A little more on the nose,” Auntie Kiki said. “You have your mother’s nose.”
We continued shopping, most of our items being sent to the hotel. Finally, we headed back. Some of the things had already been delivered. I pet the box my handbag was in. Setting it up on the bed with the backpack, which I’d carried out because it was so cute, I staged them and took a picture.
I posted it with the caption,Auntie says that alphas may come and go, but handbags are forever.#BagsOverAlphas.
My brother had made a comment on my other post.Auntie told me what happened. He’s a dead alpha.
