Miriam
The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the festival ground. Laughter echoed from nearby stalls as staff and servants continued to move about, making finishing touches to every arrangement.
Beneath it all, Jeremy's words echoed in my head, causing my blood to boil.
"What did you just say?" I asked.
"I said," he repeated icily, "Tell your daughter to stay away from my son. This has gone on long enough and I won't take it anymore."
I spun on my heels, my eyes blazing with anger. "Stay away? Are you serious, Jeremy? After everything, do you still want to play this game? Grow up, already. It's been years. They love each other. Why can't you just let them be?"
