𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

5

The timeline would've caught up by next chapter meaning that she will be exactly eighteen, and you know what the next chapter is going to be about.

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17 years old:

I paced inside my room, my heart thudding as Sally's earlier announcement rang in my ears. It explained why Severus hadn't come to visit me and why Donna had been very busy lately.

"Your birthday is approaching, Donna. In regards to this monumental moment the boss has given you the chance to wish for whatever you want from him."

Before I could've opened my mouth and uttered the words that I wanted to blindly throw at her, Sally cut me off. In the most stern way she ever had since I got here.

"After the wedding of course, for now, you can only think about what you want."

All thoughts of demanding for freedom vanished from my mind, I should've seen it coming. That man was hellbent on keeping me here, even if it meant having to tie me up in a room. That fact Sally had clarified for me.

I was frustrated, anyone who saw me could've guessed that. I couldn't talk to Sally because she could relay everything to him and Severus and Donna were both busy. So I was left alone to my thoughts.

Thoughts that border-lined on friendship and wedding. I was close with Severus, we both knew that but I had never been intimate with him and the thought of kissing him made my heart hammer against my chest.

How was a wedding supposed to be? I knew about the dress being white and flowers being present but my knowledge didn't go much farther than that. I knew how to be a spectator not how to be the bride.

Whining to myself, I stood up from my bed and speed walked to the door. I knocked on it from inside knowing that a nearby guard would hear and come have a word with me. I was proven correct as only moments later, someone knocked on the door from the outside.

"Is something the matter, Donna?"

A gruff voice questioned. No male was allowed in my room, at least not without the boss's permission, but unknown to the boss both his sons had broken his rules.

"I want to have a word with Severus."

Everything went still for a while as I strained my ears to pick up any sounds being made outside, unfortunately, I was greeted by silence.

I knocked again, not sure if the guard was still outside. Whispering greeted my ears and a few minutes later, Sally knocked on my door before stepping in.

"You called, Donna?"

I shook my head and took in her look that clearly said 'I have things to do and places to be'.

"I want to talk to Severus."

She frowned and folded her arms in front of her chest. From the time that I had known her, I picked up on small details, for example: If she folded her arms in front of her chest, it meant that she was stuck between supporting me or reprimanding me. Though I can assure anyone that the latter option was her favorite.

"No."

She replied, her lips thinned into a grim line as I frowned.

"Why can't I talk to my Fiancee?"

Sally gave me a once over and stiffened as she met my eyes. For a moment, I caught onto the flicker of curiosity that flashed through her eyes but it was quick to disappear.

"Why would you want to talk to him a few weeks before the wedding, Donna?"

"...I want to see him."

Suddenly feeling shy, I lowered my eyes to the ground and peeked up at her through my lashes. She stood there, glued to her spot for a moment before sighing.