Rejected - torn by love

s the twins' birthday was in a week. Preparations were happening everywhere-decorations being put up, food being prepared

walked in the garden. "One of us has to marry you before our b

g, but it felt like everything was happening so fast. She nodded, feeli

e some secret he wasn't telling her. Alaric, on the other hand, was kind and gentle, always there

he twins. She wondered what life would be like if she chose either

n a vast meadow, and in the distance, she saw Alden. He was walking toward her, his face

glittered in the soft light, and as

, his voice echoing in the dre

pped it onto her finger, she felt a strange warmth wash over her,

olt. Her heart was pounding, and her eyes blinked in the dim lig

ized-someone was

er throat as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She could

andra whispered,

s, and for a moment, she thought it was

epping forward into the moonlight. "I

Alaric come to her room in the middle of the night? And why did th

Alaric said, his voice soft. "I w

strange dream hanging over her. "I'm fine," sh

e rest, Liandra. Tomorrow's another day." And with that

irling. The dream, the ring, Alden's words-they felt so real. And no

how to make sense of it. All she knew was that soon, she wou