“Really. So, how come you weren’t able to tell that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” She asked, and I suddenly felt confused and hurt.
“Why would you bring that up?” I asked.
“I mean, you said, you were good at figuring out what people like, and yet you had no idea your boyfriend didn’t like you,” she said, this time sounding a lot more insulting than playful.
“It’s not that he didn’t like me. He was just,” I started to say.
“He was just what? Using you because you are a human and us fae love f*****g with humans. Did you really think he’d marry you?” She asked.
“Seriously, why are you being so rude?” I asked. It was then that I realized we were nowhere near the carriage and my heart started to race so fast that I couldn’t breathe. “Where are we?” I asked as I looked around at the
