I am a bad Omega,
My Alpha and I met on a blind date.
My Alpha is very good,
But he is a fool,
Our compatibility is very low;
Only 51%
But he still married me back home,
His tolerance and tolerance for me are extremely high.
Even if I stay up all night,
I went home with other Alpha's pheromones,
I gave him my wedding sticker with another Alpha,
He will not be angry,
Later he died,
I went to his funeral,
His parents gave me his belongings,
It's a diary,
The last page of the diary reads:
"I must love my Omega very much and tolerate him forever."
(First person perspective, torture, no chasing husband in the crematorium)
Don't give up, busy with studies, weekly updates, try to have two articles a week, it is recommended to gain weight
Concept: I hate roses, but I have monopolized this rose for so long