Aria Amethyst’s Point of View
Sir Red’s words kept echoing in my head like a haunting refrain.
Choose.
He wanted me to choose—between his brothers, Sir Blue and Sir Thadeus—as if love were something you could pick like fruit from a basket. As if it were simple.
But it wasn’t simple.
It was never simple.
I never asked to be in this situation. I just wanted to work. I only wanted to earn enough to help my family—to make my mother proud, to give my sister a better life. Falling into this storm of emotions wasn’t part of my plan. I never imagined my employers—their sons—would fall for someone like me. And now, they were drifting apart because of me.
Because of me.
The thought made my chest tighten painfully. If I had known this would happen… maybe I should have never entered their live
