"Do you think Roya's prettier than me?" Bexley suddenly whined, pouting at me like a child.
"And if I do?" I asked. I meant it to be teasing, but the devastated look in Bexley's blue eyes broke me instantly. "I-I mean, I don't. I just..." I trailed off, unsure of what to say now.
"Do you wish it was here instead?" She asked softly.
At first, I was confused. Do I wish what was her? I didn't understand, but then I wondered... Does this version of Bexley know everything? She seems to know we're mates. She doesn't talk much on account of her trying to seduce one or both of us the whole time. Does she know all the other parts of herself too? Does she know I've been trying to tell her we're mates? Does she know that I don't want her to be my mate?
"Do you mean... do I wish she was my mate in
