Aella stood in the living room, dumbfounded at the turn of events that just unfolded right before her eyes. She looked at her sister who was jumping with joy at the proposal and turned to glare at the Crown Prince.
He had a wide smile on his face as his gaze was fixated at her. He had that look on his face that she couldn't just forget.
He was doing this purpose. He was getting back at her for yesterday and he wanted to use her family to get to her. She was sure of it.
Aella couldn't just allow it. She couldn't let him use her sister, especially with the act of marriage, just to get his revenge.
"No," she shook her head.
"What do you mean by no?" Aurelia furrowed her eyebrows.
"You can not marry him. No, I will not allow it,"
"Listen, you do not get to decide that," Aurelia gritted, not knowing Aella was trying to protect her.
"Yes, I can-"
"Aella, that is enough," the Baroness cut in sternly.
"But Mother-"
