Chapter 3: The Week

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Elsa's POV.
I wasn't really into charades that first night. Olaf made it easy for Kristoff and him to win anyways because of his rearranging. Part of me could tell that Anna wasn't all that into it either. When the boys finally headed off to bed, we went back to her room and settled in for the night. We laid in her bed in silence for at least 20 minutes before she spoke, "Elsa, do you think I'm making the right decision to marry Kristoff?" She asked with so much sincerity in her voice. "Of course, Anna!" I responded as cheerfully as possible, "he makes you happy doesn't he?" She shifted a little. "Yeah, he does." She said with a blank stare resting on her face, "but so do you. And I don't get to have you around very much at all..." I could feel some amount of sadness welling up in my chest at those words. "Anna, I'll come here any day that you want or need me to... All you have to do is ask ya know?" I responded with the most genuine tone that I could. She rolled over so that we were facing each other now. "That's gonna be kind of hard on you I think..." she said as her eyes roamed my
face, "because I want you here everyday." My heart sank. "Well," I responded, "let's see how this week goes. Let's not stress out so much about it right now okay?" "Okay," she said as she leaned over and kissed my head. "Goodnight Elsa." My heart jumped at the touch of her lips in almost a flinching way. Oh God. NO. "Goodnight Anna." I responded softly. My mind seemed to drift so far before I went to sleep;
I don't even remember what I was thinking about.

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