that he could somehow find a way to convince her otherwise.It was like she was in his blood; beating through his head more steadily than his pulse. As though the ground tilted toward her and eventually everything ended at her feet.He wasn’t sure when it had that happened. When all thoughts started ending with her.But when she said “It makes more sense to just—stop being an Omega,” he couldn’t beg her not to.Because she hated being an Omega, and he knew it.In retrospect he should have realized she’d do something like that. To her it was problem to be solved. If