CHAPTER 14

I didn't run away.

"Are you ready?"

My mum's soothing voice was all I needed to hear. She stood by me, right before we were set to leave the manor, in time for the event. Her warm hands held onto mine just as I let out a sight, and her warmer eyes filled with understanding, looked into mine.

"You don't seem okay," She said to me.

She was quick to pick it up. One thing I had always noticed about my mother was how easily it was for her to pick up the slightest bit of off in any of my behaviors. She could easily read me. More than my father ever could. I often hoped on her to be the mouthpiece for me in situations where I failed to speak up.

Only very very few times, she disppointed me.

"I don't understand why," I told her truthfully. "Alexander does not seem like such a bad person to spend my life with." The memories that came to me, lingering all over the little times we had spent together made me feel butterflies. "I started to sort of feel something for him…"

I waited for her to say