Pulling Strings - Theodore Nott

"Do not doubt it, you're the most insufferable," she poked her finger into his chest. "Self-centred," Again. "Shallow and-" He caught her hand before she could continue, looking down at her with a crooked smile.

"Aw, darling," he bopped her nose, forcing her to take a step back and carried on with the sweetest voice she had ever heard him use. "I hate you too."

Ophelia Selwyn wondered if it was too late to choose a life as a fugitive. Her previous concerns about where she would go or how she would survive all on her own were looking more and more unimportant and attainable. Anything would be better than being betrothed to Theodore Nott.

At least she knew the feeling was reciprocated.