Chapter Fifty-Three.
‘It’s okay, Melina,’ I heard Sebastian in my head. But it wasn’t.
A growl ripped through my chest, I was angry now, I couldn’t help it. Sebastian coughed loudly to hide the noises coming from me as my nostrils flared.
‘Control yourself Melina, remember your sister is next to you.’
As soon as he referred to Jessa my anger eased, all I wanted to do was run out there and rip Prince Eric limb from limb. But that was subsiding.
“Melina and I will go grab us more drinks before it all starts, anyone else interested?” Sebastian asked the group, pulling me up with him.
“The waiters will come back,” my mother said.
Sebastian smiled at her, “it’s okay, we’ll do it. We’ll go get enough for the table.”
And he pulled me off with him.
“Control yourself, Melly,” he said to me
