"Loving you was the most exsquisite form of self destruction"
- David Jones
IT WAS NEVER the most common option for Avelina to believe in fairy tales. She was a woman doomed with bad luck. She was doomed with a mind full of outrageous thoughts that wouldn't allow her to be free. Once upon a time was only a figment of the imagination, but Adrik was beginning to ease it into her reality.
"I can't look. What does it say?" Avelina asked once she finished pacing back and forth. Her heart was thumping so powerfully in her chest, she was sure Miss Paola could hear it. Biting down on her lip wasn't enough to calm the thoughts running wild in her mind.
"Oh," Miss Paola uttered.
Avelina's brows pulled together at the remark that fell from the woman's lips. It wasn't enough to either end the curiosity pounding at her mind. All it did was leave the hairs on the nape of her neck to stand up at attention.