Chapter 22
TWENTY-TWO
TWO DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS
My Omega snores in my arms, feet propped up on the side of the couch, the cheesy movie he picked out playing quietly in the background.
My Omega.
After four long years, my Christmas wish came true.
I had hoped that this would be the outcome, but I don’t think I ever, in my wildest dreams, actually believed that Felix would be my scent match. But he is. He is mine, and so is Clara.
Which means that he is hers, too.
And I’m the only one who knows.
It puts me in the unique position of being the one person who can share such incredible news.
Except I don’t want to tell them. Not for any nefarious reason, but more because I think they deserve to find out for themselves.
It’s clear to me, even though I haven’t been around them while they’re together, that the love they have for one another is rich and storied. Both of them have taken what they believe is the selfless road in concealing their feelings to preserve the friendship.
Only they concealed them so well that the other never even had an inkling of their true feelings. Everyone else who interacted with them may have known, but those two kept their heads buried in the sand for the better part of a decade.
I don’t want to wake Felix, so I maneuver my phone out of my pocket and type one-handed. I’m glad she is at Hazel’s house, because she’s the best person to help me out.
I need your help setting up a surprise
Hazel
For who?
Felix and Clara
Gonna force them together? I approve
Not force. But I need an excuse to get them together outside of their apartment. It’s important.
Felix said she’s staying the night with you?
Yeah, she is. Are you with him? How did it go?
Incredibly.
That’s why I need your help with this. They need to confront their feelings.
Okay, so, do you have a plan?
Can you convince Clara to get up early? Early, early. Like… Sunrise?
She wakes up early for the coffee shop a lot.
Wait.
Do you have Sylvia’s number?