The Reaper's Eternal Bride
pped out of her daze and turned to see Sebastin
ssion on his face. "Are you alri
sound more confident than she felt. "Sorry
was pale, her eyes wide with terror. She l
Sebastine asked again, his h
the road again, but stopped herself before she asked him if he'd seen
ng her hesitation. "Are you shy
what he was talking about. Yesterday had been a regular
ou sent me a late-night text, a question to be precise. So, I'm here, getting you
d, her eyes wide. She had no i
confusion. Had she really forgot
started to say, b
the bus. As she sat down, she stared out the windo
She felt confused and disoriented, as though her mind had been jolted out of its usual routine. She had never experienced any
nding the passengers flying out of their seats. Those stand
l?" one of th
to kill us?" a
ically. "I'm sorry, everyone. A cyclist
and muttered in response, but
the jolt that had unsettled her. Something felt off about her memories. She remembered leaving the house, choosing whether to get coffe
tion striking her. She rummaged in her pocket
last night was still there, and it was horrifying. "I've been crushing on you since you started w
heek. She couldn't believe she had actually sent that mes
texted him somehow. That would explain the message, but it didn't explain how the message
catch it. It was too late - the cup shattered
stinging with the smell of cof
d shoes and wet jeans, feeli
the woman sitting next to her. The woman was staring at her
d, her cheeks flushing
till staring at Aria with an un
ved to have an excuse to get out of her seat. She hurried off
Media, she saw Oprah standing there, pacin
led out, waving
to meet her. "Have you checked...
said. "If you ask someone out and they
hat's not really the point," she said, before noticing the tim
get inside, now!" She grabbed Oprah's a
tumbling to keep up. "I ha
ad joined the company a year ago, and she had been in constant competition with Aria ever since. Ari
ld of Aria's hand as
asked, look
ffice," Oprah said qui
rah bit her lip and whispered in her ear,
anger rising in her chest as she looked at
isa asked, stepping in
nd tightened. "Come on, l
But last I checked, you weren't a candidate for the
smile. "That's a question I'd rat
e air was thick w
up to the rooftop
ad idea," Aria
but she didn't voice her objections. Instead, she l
replied. "I'll meet
ator with Lisa. The two women stood
–
ched the rooftop, her hands on her h
Well," she began, a touch of pride in her voice, "I worked my way up. I pulled strings
Lisa the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She took a deep breath, trying to st
led out, but her voice trailed off as Aria
e caught sight of the Editor-in-chief's offic
confront the Editor-in-chief. She marched to the office door and threw it open with a bang
or-in-chief began, b
ripped off her ID badge and flung it on the floor. "That's for w
ef's eyes boring into her back. She didn't care - she was done wi
e thou