Emily
I spent the next three days trapped in my room. I only occasionally got meals from the staff, and sometimes even those were forgotten.
They were sometimes oversalted, which gave me the impression that Chloe was further sabotaging them.
I wasn’t surprised she would go that far. But I was surprised that she had time with all the commotion about the engagement party.
I spent my days surfing the web, reading books, and painting on the easel that had once been my mother’s. There wasn’t anything else to do but wait.
However, if it meant not agreeing to another marriage planned by my parents, I’d love to stay there for weeks, maybe even months.
On the third morning of being trapped in my room, Chloe came marching in. She didn’t knock or announce herself, but barged in, stomping her high heels shoes.
“Well, dear sister, I have come to give you an opportunity,” said Chloe with a sly smile. I’d been sitting on my bed, reading a book. I barely even looked up at her.
“What is that?” I asked.
“You’ll have one chance today to get out of your room. Come and help me get ready for my engagement party, and then maybe I’ll consider allowing you to come too.”
She phrased it like I had a choice. I had no doubts that she already went to my father, and he gave her permission to treat me like a servant today. It was another form of punishment.
“Yes, Chloe,” I answered.
To my disappointment, it took three hours to pick out a dress for Chloe. I’d never seen her so anxious before.
It didn’t help that we didn’t know much about the Alpha of Titanfang. The man kept a low profile.
Chloe desperately wanted his approval. And she didn’t know how to get it. In her mind, the wrong dress would ruin his impression of her. She needed to look like the refined and elegant lady she thought he wanted.
“If you don’t choose something soon, we are going to be late,” I reminded Chloe. She paced around her large walk-in closet. Occasionally, she stopped to inspect a dress, but then she’d toss it to the floor.
“I feel like none of these outfits are good enough. I need to look my best, and these dresses are all old!”
If I wanted to get out of here, I had to find a way to help her.
“Maybe it’s about the right accessories,” I said. I picked out a white dress embroidered with gold roses. “This dress screams bride-to-be, right? Now you just need to pair it with fresh items.” After looking through her closet, I found a golden scarf, gold shoes lined with rhinestones, and a necklace with a gold heart pendant.
“Not bad I guess,” said Chloe as she looked it over. “But you forgot rings.”
“I don’t think you should wear any. This is an engagement party, right? That means your groom-to-be will probably give you a ring, and you will want that ring to stand out.”
Chloe giggled. “I guess you are good for some things.” Instead of rings, she grabbed a series of gold bangles.
