Arita POV“Have you talked to him? Did he agree?” Morgana asked, her eyes looking at mine so brightly.“I didn’t get to talk with him about it,” I said calmly.“Why is that?” Morgana asked.“I didn’t get the chance,” I snapped, my eyes looking upward, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall.“The dinner is tomorrow, Arita,” she reminded me as if I didn’t know what tomorrow was.“I know, I know,” I said. The tears I was trying to hold back were now falling from my eyes.“It’s okay,” Morgana stated.I nodded, my eyes clearing the tears that ran down my cheeks.The class was extremely busy today. Students were seen discussing the dinner tomorrow, some flaunting how they preferred the latest bags, shoes, and wear, others grouping themselves to go shopping.I looked at myself. I didn’t even have anything put in place. I hadn’t even gotten clothes for the dinner, neither did I get King to come. Can I ever get anything in place?“Arita, let’s go shopping after school,” M
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