~{FLARE'S POV}~
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"I'm coming with you."
At her adamant request, I gave her a pointed look.
I couldn't still unravel what she was hiding and she told me she was hiding nothing which I still found suspicious.
"Why do you have to make things difficult for me, Flare?" She pleaded with me but I remained quiet.
I didn't tell her where I was headed but she suspected I was going to see Ingrid which is very true.
In silence, I slipped on a black coat and looked at myself in the mirror. I was just going to go there and get her out. I wouldn't be staying long.
"Ingrid doesn't love you," Rhema announced and I scoffed.
"She does. Don't be jealous."
"You're missing the point here, Flare. The moon goddess may have put you both together as mates but she is not meant for you," she desperately said and I shot her a warning stare.
"And what are you trying to say? That you are right for me?" I asked.
"Yes! I am the one for you," she firmly said.
"No you're not," I blatantly said.
