Chapter 101
Iris
For a long moment, I just stare at the television, completely dumbfounded.
“It appears that this new artist, who calls herself ‘Flora‘, has a bone to pick with our lovely Luna–to–be,” the news anchor says, shaking her head with a sigh. “I mean, what could she possibly dislike about Selina?”
The other anchor scoffs. “I have no words. Selina is a kind, charitable woman who any citizen of Ordan should be proud of…”
“Well,” the other anchor says, leaning in, “from what I hear, Flora isn’t even from Ordan! She’s from Bo’Arrocan, and a human as well.”
“That explains-”
I don’t realize that my feet have moved of their own accord until the television suddenly goes black. My fingers tremble around the remote as I set it down. Cliff and Miles glance up at me from the sofa.
“What’s wrong, Mommy?” Miles asks, cocking his head.
I force a smile and ruffle his dark hair. “Nothing, sweetheart. I think you’ve just had enough TV time for today.”
Miles doesn’t look disturbed by that, and returns to what he was doing with Cliff. Sighing, I make my way back to the kitchen, where Augustine is seated at the counter island. I move past her and turn on the electric kettle, avoiding her gaze as the water boils.
“I can’t stand that woman,” her soft voice suddenly says.
My head snaps up, and I turn to look at her. “Who?”
“You know who,” Selina replies, nodding her head toward the dark television.
I feel my stomach twist uncomfortably at that. It wouldn’t be much of a surprise if Selina intentionally framed that conversation today to make me look bad. I’m pretty sure she does have feelings for Arthur after all, and she wants to push me out of Ordan by ruining my tentative reputation here.
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