She said, "I know."
Those three simple words escaped her lips sounding soft and tender, sweet as a marshmallow.
Zavier teased, "Got a crush on some guy?"
Skyler shook her head.
"No, really?"
Skyler suddenly looked up at him, her gaze steady. "If you don't believe me, feel free to check."d2
Zavier let out a scoff, "Check? Do I look like I've got nothing better to do? Let me spell it out for you—I don't like you, and whether you've got a crush on some dude is the least of my worries."
Skyler replied with a calm certainty, "I know."
"You know what?"
"I know you don't like me."
"At least you're aware of that much."
Skyler continued, "Neither of us can change our parents' decision. We're bound for marriage, like it or not."
Zavier laughed at that. "Are you really content with letting others dictate your life? Are you honestly resigned to marrying a man you don't love?"
She wasn't, not one bit. Just as he had said, being born into such families meant they couldn't always follow their hearts. From an early age, she knew her family would arrange her marriage, which was why at eighteen, she dared not even harbor a silent crush.
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