Maelis’s POV
I slammed my door shut behind me, the sound sharp enough to make the glass on my vanity rattle. My heart was racing, why, I couldn’t even say. It wasn’t like she’d done anything. Not really, she simply just existed. Just walked through this house like she belonged.
I hated it.
Dropping onto my bed, I snatched up my phone. My nails, already chipped at the edges, clattered against the screen as I opened that stupid app. The one where she lived like some perfect princess.
There she was. Celis.
Smiling and laughing. Hair all soft curls and delicate waves.
I scrolled faster, biting down on my thumbnail hard enough to taste blood.
Another video. Celis twirling in some pastel dress, captioned with:
(^｡^)“Felt cute, might delete later^_^”
I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly
