Chapter 17
Venezia was anxiously pacing around her room, a few hours before she had to start getting ready for the wedding.
A knock on the door followed by Galen walking into her room interrupted her.
Galen took note of Venezia's state, worry taking over his whole body.
"Ven, what the hell is going on? Are you okay?" Galen rushed into her room, closing the door behind him. He didn't bother hiding his concern.
Venezia weakly attempted to rub her eyes and brush away the tears rolling down her cheeks. She wanted to hide that she was crying but it was pointless because Galen had already seen her and knew something was wrong.
"Nothing," She choked, shifting on her feet and turning her gaze to the ground. Venezia took a seat on the foot of her bed and fiddled with her hands in her lap.
