Book 9: Someone Has to Die

Sarah

“It really wasn’t that bad,” I explain, seated next to Hadley at the kitchen table. For the past half hour, I’ve been telling her about the dinner party and how Sydney announced our mate bond. Hadley’s been listening while picking at her food, nodding along and smiling when I explain the juicer bits. 

“Well, look at you, getting to explore the castle. One day, I want to see it.”

“It sounds like we’re going to have a big wedding after all. I suppose the reception will be held there.”

Hadley smiles and pushes her plate away. “How are you feeling?”

“In general? A little overwhelmed, honestly–”

“No, right now.”

I look down at my plate. I’ve barely touched my food. In fact, my head hurts a little bit, and my stomach is in knots. “It’s been a busy week. I think I’m just tired.”

I glance at the kitchen where Cosette would normally be fluttering around cleaning up from dinner, but she excused herself to do the laund