Frustration
We stepped inside the castle, the heavy door closing behind us with a resounding thud. The tension between Aeliana and me was almost palpable, and I couldn't shake the bad mood that had settled over me. I knew exactly why I was pissed off—Aeliana had been flirting with Nathaniel earlier, and it grated on my nerves more than it should have.
I mentally cursed myself for even caring. Why should it matter to me who Aeliana flirts with? She was just my so-called perfect match, not someone I actually had feelings for.
I tried to push those thoughts out of my head, but Aeliana's presence behind me was impossible to ignore. I could hear her footsteps, feel her presence, and worst of all, I could smell her scent—something soft and sweet that stirred feelings I didn't want to acknowledge.
It was infuriating. Determined to put some distance between us, I started walking faster, hoping to escape the intoxicating pull of her presence.