Diara
The mating ball was tomorrow, and we were all on edge. How had time passed so quickly?
“What kind of flowers are these?” Sofia asked the workers. The expressions of the man and woman faltered as they realized they had made a terrible mistake.
“Roses, ma'am,” the woman answered, dread evident in her voice.
“I said lilies, not roses. Take them all down. I don’t want to see them,” she snapped. Sofia was intense, and I was frazzled. The final days leading up to the event were nerve-wracking. I couldn’t eat properly or spend as much time with Ana as I'd like.
"I want more lantern lights in the driveway," I told the two omegas I was working with. They rushed to get it done. As I turned to check on the drinks menu, I almost bumped into Kennis.
"Hi," he greeted me with a kiss.
"Hi,"
