To Hate, To Love, And To Wed
“But he’s right there. You can ask him.”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip, as the corners of my mouth hang—one side upturned, the other downturned. My gaze shifts to Austin and he swallows, recoiling into himself.
“How long ago did you come to this realization, Austin?” I ask, my voice eerily calm.
“W-what?” he stammers.
“When did this start? How long have you and my best friend been fooling me?”
His mouth opens and closes, his voice failing him. Again, Grace rolls her eyes with a smirk and answers for him. “A year ago, Adaline. On your birthday. In your own bed. While you were prancing around in your pretty dress and enjoying your lavish party.”
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