Everly Blossom is a princess, adopted into the Royal Family by the King and Queen of England. Everly doesn't remember much of her past all she knows now is tailored dresses, silverware and butlers.
She has dreamt of a life of fun, laughter and joy b...
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There is a knock at my door and I know it's not Grayson, his knocks sound different. It's either Lois or my mother, not that I can quite decide. Not really wanting to talk to either. I didn't have an amazing night's sleep and I wanted nothing more than to be alone right now.
It's just before breakfast so I have no clue what can't wait until then. I'll see them both on the way.
"Everly, darling?"
My eyes roll. Of course it's my mother. I don't want to talk to her. In the back of my mind I already know what she's going to talk about. It's all she and my father can talk about, it makes me nauseous on a daily basis. I try to ignore what they say because I don't want to listen to a word.
It only triggers my anxiety, forcing me to take deep breaths before I lose myself.
"Everly," my mother finally pushes into my room when I don't respond. "Why are you being rude and ignoring me?"
I glance over my shoulder at her and shake my head. "Was still sleeping," I lie and she narrows her eyes at me.
My eyes wander over her attire. Dark purple dress with a cream cardigan and a fresh manicure. I'm sure she gets her nails done at least once a week and I've never been offered, I wonder why. I'm never allowed a glimpse of the outside world.
