"Are you okay?" Mirabel asked Lydia after finishing a glass of water. "I feel a hundred percent better," Lydia replied with a smile.
"It's good to know that," Mirabel replied cleaning the plates. "Did he confess his feelings?" Lydia asked.
"No," she answered. "No? What do you mean by no? He was all over you, and you guys acted like there is going to be another pregnant lady in the house," she said and I hit her playfully.
"Ouch! You don't hit a pregnant lady you know?" Lydia said throwing fake daggers at her with a fake frown.
"My apologies," Mirabel showed courtesy and she laughed. "You should have been born in the early 18s," Lydia said.
"What? You think I will make a perfect wife for the prince?" She asked and resume washing of dishes.
Adrian walked into the kitchen just as soon
