RACHEL
It was working.
The potion... it was really working.
I could see it in the way Drew looked at me now. His eyes were softer. He touched me more. Smiled more. And the best part? He barely even mentioned her anymore. That girl. That stupid, weak, little girl who always acted like the world owed her something. Ariana.
I didn’t even want to think about her.
I had Drew now. All to myself.
I sat on the edge of my bed, brushing my hair slowly with my fingers. I didn’t even want the maids to help me tonight. I wanted to do it myself. Just because I felt good. My cheeks were flushed. My heart was light. Drew had kissed me on the forehead earlier today. That had to mean something, right?
“Lady Rachel,” Mia, my personal maid, came in with a tray of strawberries and cream. “Should I bring
