The Mate He Hates
But even if he does, I shouldn’t care about it.
The next morning, I had taken my bath and was already ready to leave the room when a knock came on my door. I went to the door and saw that it was Matthew.
“Good morning, Amanda.”
“Good morning, Matthew.” I stepped aside for him to walk in, and when he did, I closed the door.
“We need to talk, Amanda.” He sounded worried and concerned.
“Alright, let’s talk.”
He took a deep breath, and then a smile spread across his face. “I have found my mate.” He announced, and my eyes widened. “Really!” I asked, surprised and also happy.
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