Kaye:
It was unlike anything I had experienced before. I woke up to my mom bringing me bed tea.
It felt strange. The whole morning, Mom kept asking me about my plans for my herbs business.
The attention they gave me was unreal, but I was more happy that I was finally visible. However, the pain in my heart from watching Helanie hurt last night lingered.
The fact that she had been so honest when talking about her plans for the future also made me recall that I was the one who had convinced her I would wait for her.
I had been so wrong about this--leading her on and then acting impatient.
I had done her dirty, and that guilt had been eating me up the entire time.
"Kaye! A word--" Norman said, snapping his fingers in front of my face to get my attention as we all sat together for breakfast. He didn’t stop or look at anyone else; he just proceeded to walk out of the mansion.
My mom, Kesha, and Maximus were having a conversation when Norman did that, and it suddenly paused everyone’s activity.
I gave them a quick nod to excuse myself and rushed out to hear Norman out. He was waiting on the front porch, wearing a white suit and adjusting his cufflinks.
"Yes?" I joined him, adjusting my black shirt while wondering what he wanted to talk to me about.
"I heard about you and Kesha," he started, his eyes wandering into the distance. The gardeners had arrived early this morning. They were going to trim the grass and the big trees. It was going to look so fresh. Everything would be perfect by the end of the day.
But if that was true, why did I feel so empty inside?
"Did Mom coerce you into making this decision?" The way my brother asked made me wonder if he knew more than he was letting on.
"Tell me, Kaye. Did Mom make you take this decision? Because I know you’re no longer interested in Kesha." It wasn’t a shock that he was talking about my previous interest in her.
I wanted attention and thought she would make a perfect mate and rogue queen. Besides, I liked her before because my mom did too. And I knew instantly that if I accepted her, my mom would accept me as her favorite son.
"You not answering me isn’t helping," Norman said.
"What if I tell you I like someone else, and it’s true that I’m only taking this step because it gives me what I’ve wanted all my life?" I murmured in a shattered tone. My demeanor and confidence had been shaken ever since I was offered this deal.
Norman kept watching my face before he nodded steadily, almost as if he were trying to consider something.
"Then I will do anything to make it happen for you." His tone was stern, but there was just a slight pause before he added, "With the one that you like," he finished.
It was like a different kind of relief hit me when he said that.
"But you will need to promise to wait for me to fix things first. I have to make sure some things are dealt with, because it could get messy between us brothers if--" He stopped talking, but his response had intrigued me.
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