Helanie:
"I like this one," I said, touching a pink gown and smiling at Emt. He looked so fresh wearing all black. The girls around wouldn’t stop eyeing him all the ti. They looked at him as if he was so kind of al.
Of course, it was exhausting since he was my mate, and I knew I wouldn’t ever be with him, and one of these girls would hold hands with him in the future.
"I think it will look great on you," Emt signaled to the helper nearby, and in the next few minutes, I had made up my mind to buy this dress.
However, I didn’t have enough credit for it. It was really expensive, and my budget was low.
"From ," Emt gently touched my bag to lower it after he noticed I had been struggling to tell him that I didn’t want such an expensive gown.
"But I don’t want you to pay for anything. Every ti you do it for , I feel a brick of burden added to my back," I wasn’t exaggerating one bit. It was indeed true.
His help ant a lot, but that didn’t an I could keep asking for more and more.
"You know I will still buy it, right?" Emt gave a smooth stroke to the strands of hair that kept ssing around his forehead and extended his arm out to the cashier with his card in his hand.
I looked around awkwardly, noticing the girls elbowing each other while staring at Emt. They kept giggling and seductively pushing their chests out or pulling their dresses down for a good view. And not going to lie, they were gorgeous. They had amazing bodies. How is it possible to walk out of the house, and everyone you see looks like a social dia model?
"And show us so beautiful glass slippers too." My heart flipped in my chest when Emt asked for the glass slippers. A little laugh had just escaped my lips when I caught him looking at . I didn’t care about the others, but Emt’s eyes on made shyly explain to him.
"When I was little, I was obsessed with glass slippers. I would always imagine going to my 18th birthday ball wearing glass slippers," I overshared, but since he listened very attentively, steadily blinking his eyes, I kept talking.
"And, did you go to the ball wearing glass slippers?" he asked, tilting his head.
"No! I was a rogue—," I hid my ugly truth with a less painful lie. Being a rogue would have been wonderful compared to being in that situation.
"Hmm," Emt lowered his head and then signaled for to try on the slippers. They were beautiful. The minute I slipped them onto my feet, I smiled and nodded my head to buy these ones.
"You really look like Cinderella," he comnted so softly that I forgot to thank him. But the stain from blushing too hard was still visible on my face.
"But don’t ever wait for a prince to co to your rescue," he comnted, holding all the bags himself and not letting carry anything. He also got himself a suit. Our shopping was done, and going with him was amazing. He was so mature and caring about little details that I never got bored of his company.
"Is it not good to have soone who loves you and protects you?" I asked, slipping into the passenger seat with him.
"Not that it is bad or anything. It’s just that you won’t find soone like that, and it will break your heart. So beco soone of your own first, and then look for love. But rember, don’t be afraid to toss a person out of your life if they hurt you, and then don’t shed a single tear for them. You got it?" He pointed his finger at as he sat down, and in that mont, I don’t know what happened—my heart skipped a beat.
His eyes deepening into mine made gulp and then nod my head weakly. He was so adorable.
"Are we heading ho now?" I questioned, and he gently shook his head.
"Now we will eat sothing first and then head back ho, if that’s okay with you and if you don’t have to be sowhere else," he asked, and I happily gave him a head nod.
I had nowhere to be. But Maximus had been blowing up my phone—to the point that I had put my phone on silent.
We went to the sa Benita’s Café since her pack was the closest, and we had already shopped from the pack’s mall.
We entered the café, and as always, Benita rolled her eyes at my arrival.
Everyone was gawking at Emt, but he was casually making his way past the tables to get us one at the very end.
Once we two settled, Benita quickly took the nu card from the waitress to co speak with Emt herself.
"Emt McQuoid, you finally showed up," she had a huge fake smile on her lips, her eyes shooting daggers at whenever she could.
"How are you, Benita?" he asked, clearing his throat.
"I am great. But how are you? You stopped coming here a few years ago. I still rember when you and your brothers used to co play with Kedron," she ntioned her son, probably. He was the only one she spoke about whenever the brothers or Penn showed up. I had gathered from her that she had only one child, and he was in the Fellmoon Academy.
"Right, how is he now?" Emt inquired, his thick eyelashes blinking before he caught Benita’s eyes on . "She is Helanie. A special student and also—my soon-to-be stepsister."
It was amazing whenever he introduced because he used my academy title first, but the latter part always drained my energy.
For so reason, him calling his stepsister just made wonder if he really had no clue about the mate bond we shared or if he just didn’t care.
"Oh!" There was a clear sign of discomfort on her face, and in that mont of disappointnt, she blurted out sothing that left paralyzed.
"Then you must take care of her. You know, I found her on the hooker’s street with her pimp."
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