Loretta’s POV
The cold gaze he sent my way which always went beyond the surface of my skin made me wince a little.
If only I had been a little more careful, I wouldn't have been in this situation.
“I'll get going.” I managed to speak but I couldn't move my feet. It seemed like they had been glued to the ground.
“You want to know the reason why?” He huffed, his chair scraping the floor and making an unpleasant sound.
Fiddling with my fingers, I reattempted moving my feet but just like before I couldn't as I was glued to the ground.
Blinking my eyes uncontrollably, I began to mutter my last prayer to the moon goddess.
“Who told you I’m betrothed?” He asked, halting a few feets from me with his hands tucked inside of his pockets.
Rubbing my sweaty palms against my gown, I recalle
