Serena
I didn't pack a lot when I left the house. Just a small bag, my phone, my charger, and enough clothes for a day or two.
I wanted to tell Damien where I was going but after the way he spoke to me last night, I realized that I was probably the only one treating our union like an actual marriage.
If he didn't feel the need to tell me what his routine in a day was like, then I didn't owe him an explanation as well.
He had communicated enough that he thought of this union strictly as a contract and nothing else.
When my friends dropped in the group chat that they were in Ardoria and wanted us to hang out, I was so excited. It'd been months since I last saw them. Camille, Livia and Maya had been my friends since high school.
They all came from well to do families and held important positions in society.
What I loved about our friendship was how we weren't the typical loud, spoiled rich kids.
