married for show
She had just managed to completely dismantle my panic, reminding me exactly of my own worth, my own fierce Bells bloodline, within a matter of seconds.
"You have an incredibly blunt way of offering comfort," I whispered, a genuine, small smile finally tugging at my lips.
"It’s a gift," she smirked, extending a manicured hand toward me. "I'm Allie Grace."
I took her hand, the grip firm and real. "Ruby Bells. Or... Ruby Ray. Depending on the hour."
"I prefer Ruby," Allie Grace smiled, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
"Are you... James's girl?" I asked, smoothing down the emerald velvet of my gown as my confidence fully returned to my veins.