Chapter 12:

It took a fraction of seconds for the word to pop into Alisha's brain, and when it finally did, she turned, her heels almost snapping into two, her eyes widened with surprise, no not that, pure horror.

She pointed her fingers at her, her nails sparked with a colour of blue, trimmed elegantly, she turned back to Devon, her head almost snapping dizzy. "Wife? Did I hear it right?" Her eyes bobbed shut, and she finally fluttered them opened, staring at Arya who remained calm in her seat.

Devon had actually gotten married? Who in the heck was this woman who carried no aura of being wealthy, her face was plain, clearly that no makeup was around her face, her dress was simple and arranged. Who in the heck was she?

She turned to Devon, gazing with anticipation, maybe, she heard it right. No, no, no, Devon couldn't be married, he just couldn't. Why would he?

Devon snapped his eyelids at her, "What? Aren't you happy for me?"

Arya adjusted in her seat, feeling rather awkward, the atmosphere tur