Natalia:
The audacity.
The nerve.
The utter arrogance of that man.
I stormed down the corridor, jaw clenched so tightly I thought I’d crack a molar. This was the way I chose to deal with things after he chose to be an ass the other day.
I had slammed the door so hard that everyone looked at me, but I couldn't care less at this point.
“Is there anything that you need, Luna?” One of the maids asked looking at me, noticing my anger.
My nails dug into my palms as I walked, faster than necessary, eyes focused on nothing in particular.
“No, thank you.”
“Are you sure? You haven't been eating, Luna. You are barely sitting at the dining table before you leave.” The maid said and I shook my head, taking a deep breath, knowing that none of this was her fault.
“You needn't worry, I am fine.
