Crystal was here, and everything felt real. Everything we had planned—the revenge, the hatred that had fueled us for years—was standing in the middle of this castle.
A small part of me doubted if I could go through with this anymore. My stomach twisted, but I shoved the thoughts down.
As we reached the kitchen, Crystal’s eyes swept over every inch of the room, taking in the cabinets, the counters, and the stone hearth where meals were prepared. Then she turned to face me and smirked.
"I still can’t believe that fool was stupid enough to tell you about Shahar’s proposal," she said, running her hand along the counter, pretending to admire the space.
"He had one job, to keep his mouth shut, and now he’s single-handedly destroyed the surprise. Selfish brat."
"I don’t even want to think about it. I have no idea how I will say no to Shahar," I said.
She tilted her head dramatically. "Oh, I think you should say yes."
My head snapped up. "What?" I asked, genuinely shocked. "It’s not like I’m
