Alessia: Unrequited Love

When Aysel stands at my door, almost when I am about to go to bed. She gives me a sheepish look.

“Well, I didn’t want to disturb you at this time but I wanted to confess something,” she says with a nervous chuckle. I raise an eyebrow and lean against the doorframe.

“What that might be?”

“I kind of ruined that dress? I am sorry. I didn’t mean to. I can pay back the amount,” she rushes to explain. I swallow back a laugh. By now, probably everyone in the palace sort of knows that she is exclusively Azriel’s.

“No need. Think of it as a gift. I never wore it because it did not look good on me,” I lie. Her eyes widen. I don’t want Azriel to give me a lecture.

She lets out a sigh of relief.

“Okay then, I won’t bother you anymore. Good night,” she says and speed walks across the corridor before I can even utter another word.

Closing the door, I walk back to my desk where I have been writing. These days, I have been keeping to myself, so much so that even mom once came and asked me if I was ok