Own That Yandere Spoiled Brat

2. Closer

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When Athena took a tumble onto Zade, my jaw practically hit the floor. There she was, stuttering and blushing, turning the grand entrance into a makeshift stage for her clumsiness.

"Isn't she a graceful swan?" I thought, rolling my eyes with a hidden smirk.

"Are you okay?" I asked Athena, throwing in my best concerned smile while secretly hoping for a repeat performance.

"Oh yes, thank you, miss...?" she said, glancing at me like I was the keeper of all names.

We were just at the dining hall. It was clear she knew exactly who I was. Was she playing some obscure game? After all, she was the one who hadn't bothered with introductions. "My name is Isadora Sienna. Nice meeting you, Miss Athena," I said, trying not to sound too amused while helping her off Zade, who was recovering from the unexpected floor embrace.

"Are you okay, Zade? That was quite a fall," I said, suppressing a grin. I mean, who wouldn't enjoy a front-row seat to such theatrics?

"Yes, I am fine," Zade replied, disentangling himself from the floor. Smooth recovery.

"How do you know my name? Did Zade talk about me?" Athena asked, a hint of excitement in her voice.

Athena assumed we were swapping gossip about her, but honestly, who had the time?

"She asked who you were. She thought that you were my sister because we looked alike," Zade laughed, delighting in the opportunity to tease me about my minor blunder.

"Hey! Stop making fun of me. I had a good reason to think that," I defended myself, adding a playful eye-roll for good measure.

"Only because we have black hair? That's discrimination," Zade continued the banter, proving he had a talent for turning a simple fall into comedic gold.

"It's good that you guys are getting along," Athena chimed in, completely oblivious to the mock battle of wits.

"Well, he is my future husband," I declared, throwing a wink at Zade, who responded with an amused grin.

"But why were you running in the hall? Did you want to say something?" Zade asked Athena, genuinely confused.

"Oh, yes! I nearly forgot." Athena revealed a watch with more bling than a disco ball. "I wanted to give this to you, Zade. A gift for your engagement."

Zade graciously accepted the extravagant timepiece, and I couldn't help but wonder if it was equipped with a built-in fall detection feature.

"Now I will be on my way. It was so nice to meet you, Isadora." Athena grabbed my hand. "I hope we will be friends."

Maybe I am just overacting. She didn't do anything wrong. But I am still suspicious of her. What if she wanted Zade? "Yes, let's be friends." I said, smiling towards her. Let's try not to be too fast to draw conclusions.

Athena gracefully walked away with an animated twirl, leaving me contemplating the dramatics that unfolded within the opulent halls of the Hampton mansion.

"Shall we continue?" Zade offered his hand.

"Yes, we shall," I replied, fully aware that this mansion had more drama than a soap opera.

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In my room, Zade showcased his interior decorating prowess. "It's three times bigger than my old room. Did you hire an architect or a magician?" I joked, genuinely impressed by the spacious abode.