#Chapter19

Genevieve and I ignore the raging paparazzi as we enter the castle.

She still is not speaking with me.

I guess that I must have really hurt her feelings in the dress shop.

"There you are! You barely have enough time to get ready for your dinner with your boyfriend!" I hear my mother yell as she finishes descending the staircase, making her way towards Genevieve and I

I roll my eyes at her.

Her priorities are seriously misconstrued.

"I swear that you are doing this to me on purpose!" The woman stresses as I stop a few feet in front of her

I furrow my eyebrows.

What does...