Chapter 208 The Green-eyed Monster

• I had waited for days for Andrew to call and invite me to the banquet that Jeffrey had told me about, but I refused to call him and ask. If he had wanted me there, he would have asked me.
• The day after the night of the banquet, I had my answer. He never called. For whatever reason—our fight, Bob’s arrest, the way I had acted the last time that King Frederick was in town—Andrew did not want me to attend.
• So, I lay in my bed that afternoon after the banquet, scrolling through my social media feed and trying to not think about Andrew, our fights, or the slight that he had just served me. I needed something mind-numbing to keep myself from thinking about everything going wrong in my life, and social media was more than zombifying. I had almost fallen asleep several times, my mind was relaxed from the thoughtless scrolling.