Mireya’s POV Caius stilled. He stared at Blaire for quite some time then his head turned to Azrael. “Did you agree on this, Azrael?” It took some seconds before I heard Azrael’s response. “Yeah. I did,” he simply said. I thought Caius would look at Blaire again, but instead, he glanced at me as if he was making sure I heard everything clearly. Why? Does he want to see disappointment in my face? Does he think I would be miserable just because I heard Azrael agree on the marriage? I looked away and grabbed the glass of wine sitting on the table. I drank it straight, letting its sweetness and bitterness cut through my throat. Foolish me, I ended up choking and coughing loudly, taking everyone’s attention. Why do you have to make it even more awkward, Mireya? “Are you okay, Mireya?” Aurelia asked, handing me a glass of water which I immediately drank. I kept on hitting my chest until air came back. “Are you okay, Mireya?” Blaire went to me as well, Caius and Azrael
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