Princess Ayla
We made our way back up to my room to get ready for dinner with my grandmother. I wasn’t feeling confident about having to deal with her. But I had Nate here to back me up, and I knew he would. I knew I could trust Nate with my life, and he would never let me down.
When we entered my room, I found a couple of clothing bags laid out on my bed. I unzipped one to find a black suit. I was confused. Was dinner a black-tie affair? Do I seriously need to get dressed up to eat dinner? I unzipped the other one to find a lilac purple, off-the-shoulders, full-length dress.
“Wow, that’s gorgeous.” Nate whistled and I sighed.
“Why can’t rich people eat dinner in their sweatpants like normal people?” Nate came over and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.
“We’ll make it a
