-Anastasia-
It was perplexing learning about Gabriel’s upper-class friends. They clearly enjoyed finding weaknesses in others, and as Gabriel explained the things they might ask me, I grew a little worried.
“But how can they doubt our bond?” I questioned.
“People have doubted your bond before, right?” he inquired, and I sighed, nodding.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Sorry, I know that makes you sad.”
“No, it’s all right. So we’re sitting at this dinner and they question our bond. How would they do it exactly?” I asked.
“Subtly.”
“Subtly?”
“Such as, ‘You think you can keep someone like Gabriel interested’?” he said, altering his voice slightly to sound snobby.
“Goddess,” I groaned. “You think they might actually ask that?”
“Yes.”
“And what do I reply?” I asked, seeing him smile a little.
