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She Knows
Helio’s POV I’d stepped outside of the parlor, leaving my mother and the tailor to chat about whatever they were talking about. Cole let out a low whistle. “Stop.” “Looking spiffy.” “Cole, I swear—” “Real marriageable material,” he said and tilted his head. “Though, I’m not sure the colors are just right. At least your shoes aren’t bright yellow.” I looked down at the cream-colored shoes my mother had picked out. “It’s an expensive fabric,” I said. “I’m letting her pick.” Cole nodded. “Good plan. Really make the missus. hate you from the start, hm? That’s the plan?” “Not exactly, but I figure it won’t matter anyway. Maybe I can get Queen Araceli to take back whatever deal she’s worked out with my father.” I sighed. “This is probably… the worst day of my life.” “Second worst.” I
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