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ELI

A FEW MINUTES AGO,

I opened my door calmly and I saw someone in a flower designed dress, walking towards the stairs.

I arched my brows, wandering who it was at this time. Her back view was hard to comprehend who it was. She has brunet hair packed in a pony and she doesn't walk like the women around here.

Malia came to my mind.

It must be her. I think she is heading back to the quarters.

Anita doesn't walk or wear dresses like that. And she has black hair. Angela is right in my room sound asleep. Despite all my refusal, she still decided to sleepover.

She is a fucking brat.

My wedding is in a few days. Thanks to my dad and his hunger for more power. I want the power too but she is a fucking pain in the ass.

I can't stand her.

I am seriously going to put up with her annoying acts for the rest of my life.

This is becoming annoying. It is more annoying because our wedding is getting close.

This is fucked up.

I felt a little pain on my bandaged should