REBEKAH'S POV
It's been two days since the event that happened between Reagan and Melissa's father. I tried to avoid him as possible but Reagan wasn't happy about it.
He has sent dozens of flowers as apology
He even sent me knitting stuffs. Cute but it wasn't the solution.
Marbel on the other hand, seems not to leave my side at any slightest moment. She has the idea I might try to leave if left alone.
Not that she's wrong.
I can't sit back and be the reason why Reaga has clashes with his people. This is how a rebellion starts.
Once they start hating you, they would want to take the power from your hand. I don't want that to happen to Reagan.
I paced the room, my mind racing. I had to leave, but where could I go? And how could I escape Marbel's watchful eye?
"Don't you have any duties Marbel?" I said calmly without a giving a hint of why I asked.
