My Fiancée Hates Me [Completed]

Chapter 23: Miss Shia

"Garett, there is a spiderweb on you," I said quietly.

We were back to our usual work schedule at Exurbia Library. It seemed almost forever since we had to take breaks for exams as well as the dance.

"Thank you..."

He tried grabbing the strand.

"It's a hair strand?" I said on closer inspection.

He quickly flicked the hair away.

"Troublesome thing..."

Where would a long silver strand of hair come from?

Garett has always been a rather pristine and tidy person. It is unusual to see even a stray hair on him. I just wonder where a long silver strand of hair come from. No one here has silver hair, nor does most of our clientele.

Wait...

Why am I even thinking about it?

Am I bothered?

"You found a long strand of hair on Garett's uniform and now you can't help but be bothered by it," Maura said right next to my ear.

I shivered slightly from the strange feeling I received when Maura blew in my ear slightly.

"I am just curious...No one we know has long silver hair," I said as I covered my ear.

I thought back to the dance. There was only one person with silver hair...

Is Garett really communicating with Prince Erik again?

"There is a beautiful girl looking for Garett!" Clovis said.

I thought that I might as well follow the group. We had all crouched down behind a shelf.

"Lady Arielle?" Johor gasped.

Apparently, he was not the only one surprised.

"Is there something wrong with me being here?" I asked the group.

"No, it is just a bit unusual to see you on this side," Maura said.

We soon went back to watching Garett. He was talking with an elderly woman with long silver hair and a long red one piece dress. The person soon turned and we could finally see that it was actually a pretty girl and not an elderly woman. She had amazingly long eyelashes that accentuated her beautiful cat like red eyes and her small face. Her delicate skin looked as if it were a bed of snow and her lips were a light cranberry shade.

"She is beautiful..." I said out loud.

She suddenly clung onto Garett's arm. Garett shook her off as gentle as he could and left her after leaving some words.

"Do not follow me!" Garett said loudly as he left her.

The girl soon started crying.

I went over and handed her a handkerchief.

"Are you alright?" I asked her.

"Thank you," she said as she took the handkerchief. "You are?"

"I am Arielle Wordsworth. What about you?"

"Shia Salome."

"Miss Salome, do you mind me asking what that was about?"

"I am chasing after him."

"Come again?"

"I am chasing after him. He is my soulmate! I know it!"

This girl is out of her mind.