Sulking
I never thought I'd be the one sulking in the dark, but there I was, sprawled out on the velvet couch in my chambers, staring at the ceiling like it held the secrets to all my misery.
Aeliana. Aeliana and Nathaniel. The words alone burned like acid in my veins. How could she? How could she agree to go out with that smug bastard, Nathaniel?
He probably thought he was so clever, getting in her head, sneaking around while I was what? Playing the villain?
I groaned, kicking a pillow off the couch in frustration, then sat up abruptly, pacing the room like a trapped animal.
My hair hung messily over my face, my clothes disheveled and not nearly as elegant as I usually cared for. But right now? Who cared? Certainly not me. I felt like a disaster, and I was going to own it.