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Ren choked on the food she was chewing and my eyes widened.

"Bethrothed?", I sounded the word out, "As in due to be married?"

"Yes!", Blondie beamed, "I do believe I'm quite lucky to have been promised to Azreal... And you must be the new maids?"

I made and 'o' shape with my mouth and looked over at Ren who had already been looking over at me with her eyebrows raised. She threw me a surprised look and just downturned her eyes back to the food.

The nerve of this girl.

I looked back at Azreal," It's a pleasure to meet you Eloise... And no sweetheart I'm his art instructor"

Azreal looked at me through his eyelashes and blinked before nodding along slowly. He turned to look at Eloise, who was giving me a tight lipped smile.

I rested my chin on my palm, looking down and poking my food with the fork, "My names Camilla."

"She has been staying here in preparation of the wedding... I wanted to gift you with a painting for the wedding", he finally spoke up after momentary silent , "Let me show you to your room darling"

My mouth felt sour at the sound of his little pet name for her. They left the room and me and Ren just looked at each other before breaking into disgusted faces.

"Crown on his head and he still shitty", I scoffed.

"Because what do you mean Bethrothed?", her face screwed up.

"I can't even be mad bro, he's not mine." I shrugged, "It's doesn't matter anyway"

"I think you like him", she teased.

I rolled my eyes, "Bitch please... He's just hot"

We laughed about it and decided we should head to bed, "Ayt but can I sleep in your bed tonight"

"Sure babes"

After doing our night routine, I threw on some oversized pajama pants and a fitting black tank top. As we joked around, we got into the covers and Ren put on a movie. I scrolled through my phone for a bit, looking through my gallery because I had nothing else to do.

"Do you ever think about him?", Ren asked. She redirected her attention from the TV and looked at me.

Him.

"I try not to. It's not worth it", I kissed my teeth, "I'm doing my best to forget"

"I still want you to talk to me as much as you can. You can't keep throwing it to the back of your mind", I felt her hand reach over and grasp mine, "Your life has taken a shit tone of jumps and hits and coming to peace with every single moment is important"

"What he did isn't something I want to come to peace with", I breathed, dropping my phone onto my chest, "He doesn't deserve it-"