~ BOOK 2 of Levels of Love ~
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It walks through the crowd below with an easy, almost arrogant, stride, beanie pulled low over its forehead. But not low enough to hide its piercing, cold eyes. I don't know why but my breathing sudd...
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As the night drags on my heart squeezes tighter and tighter until my smile drops and I can't resuscitate it.
"Meli", I whisper and grab her hand as she chats away with two stunning looking Fae.
She glances at me and frowns worriedly, "What's wrong, CeCe?"
"I...I don't know if I can do this", I admit and my grip on her tightens automatically, "I'm freaking out. I don't feel good. This feels weird. Like, really weird. I just don't know if it's-"
"Calm down", Meli turns to me and places her free hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be okay. Come on, lets go out for a spot of clean air, hey?" Her arm slides over my shoulders and she directs me to the balcony which sits dimly lit and unoccupied.
Stepping out into the cool night air is actually nice and I almost instantly start to calm down, flopping to sit on the ground ungracefully as Meli does the same across from me.
"I was going to object to the wedding, you know?" Meli suddenly says out of nowhere.
I stare at her in shock.
"It's just..." she plucks at the skirt of her tight dress, "I get this feeling around Lord Jakob, but I'm sure everyone does. I'm sure it's nothing like what you feel", she looks me in the eye before dropping her gaze again. "I just have this weird feeling about you two marrying each other."
I clear my throat, the truth dancing on the tip of my tongue as I weigh up how much I should say, "I don't feel anything for him."
Meli doesn't look at me, "You must feel something, he's your betrothed."
"Not really", I admit with a sigh, "We fell out of love a long time ago. I don't know if you remember but it'd be nice of you to tell me if you do."
She looks at me, blue eyes darkening to look almost stormy, "Oh. Because you always do. It would have been nice if you'd told me when your memories came back, hmm? Rather than leaving me to figure it all out for myself again!"
"I was trying to protect you!"
"From what? The truth about Lord Jakob and me or you and that disgusting Daemon?!"
