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Middle Child Syndrome

_ _ _ _ MXFXF relationship. Please read the note. Please add it to the collection then and support me. All feedback will be appreciated. Check my profile for more work She was not the heiress, the eldest, or the youngest. She just existed in the family, keeping her head down and letting herself wash away until she could leave. "I tried standing out, staying quiet, and even voicing my thoughts. But no matter what I do, I am never acknowledged. Does my existence even matter? After all, it's not like anyone in this family even likes me." Rika Goodwill was the shame of her family. Born the middle 'beta' child of a prominent Alpha-Omega couple, it was natural for her to be neglected compared to her perfect Alpha brother and sweet Omega sister. Her situation outside of her family was no better. People avoided her because of her mafia family and judged her nature without a second thought. Her only friends were the 'sweetheart couple of the century'. But Rika had somehow become a third wheel between their bickering and frequent breakups. Over the course of her 17-year-old life, Rika had come to accept her fate and move on. After all, no amount of complaining would ever change her situation of being a third wheel. Collage was supposed to be her big break. It was supposed to be the time Rika had for herself, where she could feel like herself, so she applied for a place where no one knew her. This was supposed to be her lucky break! Rika was supposed to get away from her worsening life. But neither her family nor her 'friends' were ready to let her go, and it did not take long for her peaceful life to turn sour. ____________ This story will have a straight pairing as well as Yuri and is an omegaverse as well. Female Alphas are Futas. If it's not your cup of tea, leave before you enter. Leave a lot of feedback for me

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Ch 81: What happened?

'Darn this body. I feel so sick right now. Thank god I did not eat a lot. Otherwise, this would be much more painful to endure.'

Rika gagged as she somehow managed to find the bathroom. 

When she looked in the mirror, her face looked pale and lifeless. However, the makeup covered most of the aftereffects of her condition.

Taking deep breaths to calm herself down was tight when each breath made Rika feel as if she were dying.

Something sharp stabbed her in her chest, and Rika gasped in pain.

It was hard to get herself under control, but Rika knew what would help her out - some booze in her system.

Was it a good idea for her to get drunk in her condition? Of course not! It was the worst idea imaginable. 

But was Rika going to listen to reason this time and not drink? Of course not. As much as Rika hated drinking, it would help her forget who she was and what she was doing.