AURELIA
I have a lot of training when it comes to avoiding getting my face slapped, and although it always gets me in trouble, I can never help it. My immediate instinct can never not be to defend or protect myself.
Her thin, red lips turn into a wide "O" before she reaches for my forearm and drags me into the office.
This is bad. I was not expecting to find her here. Had I known, I would have never found myself ascending those stairs heading all the way here.
"Admit it! You want him, don't you?!" She does not back down with the accusation and I am forced to shake my head.
"No, Luna. I do not know why you would even think that." I answer her honestly, like I would answer anyone else asking me such a vile question. I am itching to ask her how she made the observation but staring int
