Scornful Sadie (Dark Sorceress Trilogy Book 1)

Scornful Sadie (Dark Sorceress Trilogy Book 1) by Felicia Tatum

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almost back, Grandma started her interrogation.
     
    “Did they tell you Aiden is coming to the graduation and wedding?”
     
    I nodded.
     
    “Are you ok with how we’re going to get his memories back? It could take a few months.”
     
    “A few months?” I asked. “He’s not going to stay for a few months!”
     
    She smirked. “He will. Are you prepared to help?”
     
    “Two weeks, Grandma.”
     
    “Will you stay if he does?”
     
    Sighing, I shook my head. “My friends are expecting me back. I can’t abandon them. They’ll go after the evil of the world and end up dead.”
     
    “Do you love him still?” she asked quietly as we stopped in front of the house.
     
    “Why does everyone keep saying I loved him?”
     
    She stared at me, raising one brow.
     
    “I cared, and yes, maybe I might still care,” I fumbled out. “But it doesn’t matter.”
     
    She took my hand. “It does. And it will. We’ll talk more after you’ve had time to think and the wedding is complete.”
     
    She left me standing there, slipping in the front door as I thought of her words. Would it matter?
     
     

 
     
     
     
     

    The folded chairs set up for the graduation ceremony were hard and uncomfortable. I sat bouncing my leg as a countless number of graduates crossed the stage. Switching legs, I smoothed my dress and patted my boots to ensure my dagger was still secure.
     
    Didn’t go anywhere without it.
     
    The graduation lasted four hours, and while I was happy for Olivia, I spent most of my time wondering if Aiden was there and what I would do when I saw him. When it was over, we waited away from the crowd for Olivia and Scott to find us.
     
    “Sadie, stop,” Juniper whispered. “You look like you have to pee.”
     
    “Huh?” I looked down, noticing I was bouncing my weight from leg to leg like a two year old needing a bathroom break. “Oh.”
     
    She patted my arm. “It’ll be ok.
     
    I felt like they were all humoring me, walking on eggshells so I wouldn’t freak out, and it was pissing me off. Wandering off alone, I faced away from them all and inhaled and exhaled deeply to calm my nerves. Getting myself all worked up over a boy wasn’t like me, especially one that wouldn’t remember me and may not even show up.
     
    Lifting the necklace from my chest, I brought it to my lips and moved it over them as I thought. The bouncing and uneasiness came back, so I dropped the necklace and lifted my arms above my head to stretch.
     
    “Sadie,” Olivia said from somewhere behind me.
     
    “What?” I called, not turning.
     
    “Sadie,” she said again, more urgently.
     
    Groaning, I dropped my arms suddenly and spun. “What?”
     
    Before I could move, I saw him. He was taller, by at least a few inches, and his hair was shorter. He was scruffy, his face housing a little more than a five o’clock shadow. Looking delicious in his trousers and buttoned shirt. I swayed on my feet. My heart clenched and my stomach turned. Was I going to puke or pass out? Either way, it would be embarrassing.
     
    Breathe, Sadie, breathe.
     
    “Sadie, this is Aiden,” she said pointedly. They moved toward me when it was obvious I wouldn’t, well, couldn’t, come over there.
     
    He held out his hand, “Hey, Sade.” Sade . My gosh, did he remember? My chest tightened even more, making breathing nearly impossible. His eyes, so calming and seductive, studied me. His voice was the same, smooth and deep, rumbling through me with each word.
     
    His voice saying my nickname was almost too much.
     
    “You remember?” I choked out hopefully. Fingers clutched the necklace while I hesitantly reached for his hand.
     
    “I read your necklace. That’s a cool nickname,” he said, grabbing my palm.
     
    Heat flowed through me, my body remembering him and reacting. I limply shook his hand, though he was kind about it and adjusted his own shake. I’d been so sure he remembered…and now my heart was in my

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