Arya’s POV My lashes fluttered as I withdrew my phone to check the number while my gaze remained laced with confusion. I don’t remember giving him my contact, if anything I should feel guilty for not calling first after receiving his at the banquet but then we weren’t close enough for that so I brushed off that thought. I’d recognized his voice but when he spoke again his words confirmed my suspicions.“It’s Damien”I took the call while getting accompanied out of Harrington’s mansion and dutifully declined a meeting with him. One of the reasons being I already had an engagement with the lawyers and overall I didn’t wanna get tangled up with Damien, I know how he feels about me plus he’s a Prince, things could get really messing and I wasn’t crazy enough to have a strife with the royal family. The call ended with me once again disappointing him and this only dampened my mood as I let out a weary sigh.I hailed a cab and tactfully returned my mom’s call, after a brief conversation she
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