Page 37 of BounBound By Scars

Delara’s voice.

I still didn’t understand her attitude toward me. The other day, she had exploded on me over absolutely nothing.

And I was the one who usually provoked people, but that time?

That wasn’t my intention at all.

So, when I sent her a small, hesitant smile, and she ignored it completely, I felt my irritation bubble up again.

“Where’s Kaylan?” I asked, shaking it off.

Leora sighed, flipping through a monstrous folder filled with floral arrangements. “Therapy. Dr. Mendoza suggested she increase the frequency.”

I nodded. Fair.

“So… we’re really doing this thing next weekend?”

Leora’s eyes snapped up, and she flicked the page dramatically, giving me an exaggerated glare. “This thingis my wedding, Amelia. And yes, we’re doing it next weekend.”

I rolled my eyes, but my amusement faded quickly.

“I wasn’t downplaying it, Leora. I just meant that… I don’t know. I wish you were able to invite your family and friends.”

She paused.

Then, after a beat, she pulled a sticky note from her folder, slapped it over a white-and-green floral arch page, and set the binder down.

“If I’m honest, I don’t really mind. And…you’realso my family.”

She flicked her gaze to Delara and smirked. “And friends.”

Delara arched a brow. “Yeah, no. You’ve got to do better than that if you want us to turn into mush, darlin’.”

I let out a chuckle.

Leora squinted at me, pointing out the fact that I was, indeed, already turning into mush.

Dammit.

Then, the bitch punched me in the gut with her next words—metaphorically, of course.

“What’s going on with you and Kabir?”

Before I could even process that, Delara snorted.

“I think the better question is—what’s going on with you andSebastian?”

My head whipped between the two very intimidating women, then back up to the roof, glaring at it like it had all the answers.

“Nothing.” I said flatly.

Leora’s brow arched in challenge.

“With either of them. Well… I guess you could say I’m dating Seb,” I added quickly but I really wasn’t sure about what I had with Sebastian.

Leora sighed, “I thought…” then hesitated.

Delara, being Delara, had no such restraint.

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