Her face radiated happiness as though she were the one getting engaged, her smile almost touching the stars.
Perplexed by her reaction, I asked, âNora, why does my engagement to Andrew make you so happy?â
My question caught her off guard, and her initial excitement dimmed.
She clasped her hands and responded calmly, âDebra, Iâm just really happy for you.
Youâre my first friend, and I donât want you to leave.
Plus, itâs great that youâre getting engaged to Mr.
Pierce.
It means you wonât have to endure Calebâs antics anymore.
â
Her sincerity was evident, especially when she mentioned Caleb, her fists tightening with visible frustration.
Recognizing the honesty in her emotions, I let go of any lingering doubts.
I smiled and patted her shoulder.
âNora, donât worry, Iâm staying for now.
Youâre such a kind soul, and I would hate to lose you too.
â
âThatâs great!â Nora responded, visibly moved.
âDebra, as long as you and Abby are here, Iâll look after you both!â
Time seemed to accelerate, and before we knew it, several days had gone by.
Since agreeing to the engagement party with Andrew, he had gone public with our announcement.
The news created quite a stir, repeatedly making headlines about a lowly mixed-blood witch soon to become the noble deputy clan leaderâs fiancee.
Consequently, I found myself unwilling to leave the house.
Facing the curious stares and hearing the jeers and derogatory remarks felt overwhelming.
As the rumors intensified and Andrew remained silent, our engagement was accepted as fact.
Meanwhile, I sensed trouble brewing.
Getting engaged to the deputy clan leader, I knew, could bring complications, so I opted to stay indoors to dodge potential issues.
However, I hadnât expected trouble to find its way to me.
One day, as Abby and I were playing in the room, enjoying our peaceful moments, a loud commotion erupted outside.
âMove, everyone, out of the way!â
The disturbance grew louder and more chaotic.
Alarmed, I was about to take Abby to investigate, but the door burst open from the outside.
The sunlight flooded in as Nora rushed inside.
âDebra, itâs bad Her usual composed appearance was undone, her hair tousled by the wind.
Clearly distraught and ignoring her disheveled look, she hurried toward me, exclaiming, âShirley just stormed into the manor with a bunch of people, making a huge scene, and sheâs demanding to see you!â
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