10AuraAura fidgeted in her seat. Why don’t they put cushions in these things? The coldness of the stone chair seeped through the coatings of her layered indigo dress which Adie had convinced her to wear this morning.
She glanced at the seat beside her. Adie slouched in the corner, drumming her fingers on the arm of the chair. Thankfully, Adie had convinced Mother to allow Aura to attend the Requesting Ceremony. She didn’t want to go to class and face Samuel.
She couldn’t. Her heart still hurt even though she begged it not to.
She had spent all morning drowning in her thoughts after seeing Samuel kiss Adie’s cheek. Maybe they’re Fated to be together . . .
Thoughts thundered through her mind during the Requesting Ceremony, which started off eventful and somewhat distracting, with Ambriel
