SAMARAH’S POV“Hehe, I’m not a dog, Grandma—ow!” I clutched my left arm after she gave it a hard smack.“You’re such a funny young woman! Go on, get inside and go make me a grandchild.” She shoved me into the room, followed by Rowan.“Man, Grandma hits hard for someone who’s supposedly on her deathbed.”“Shut up!” The prince’s brows knitted together again. Auntie Yassy followed us into the room and shut the door behind her.“You two, cut it out. Here, read this and sign it.” She tossed an envelope at us, but neither of us caught it. We just stood there pointing fingers at each other over who should pick it up. “For the love of God, behave, okay? I’m leaving now, I can’t stay long.”Rowan and I glared at each other. I was just about to reach down for the documents when he beat me to it.“You are so incredibly rude!”“Wow, says the girl who kept asking my Grandma when she’s gonna die.” He said it with this super bratty, high-pitched attitude, looking exactly like those petty kids o
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