Chapter 20: She’s Allergic To Oranges
"She’s in trouble," Kace mumbled to himself when he got a phone call on his phone. He used the binoculars immediately to see if there was any threat around her but they were simply talking. "What is going on?" He asked himself.
At the dining table, Michelle smiled at Anastasia as she placed a glass of orange juice in front of her. The air was thick with unspoken tension; they both knew Anastasia was allergic to oranges. This was a deliberate test. If she had a reaction, it would confirm her identity as Anastasia and not Selene.
"You know, Selene, I was the one who squeezed out the oranges, especially for you," said Michelle with a big smile stretched on her lips. "It’s very delicious, you should have a taste," she added.
Anastasia glared at the glass of orange juice in front of her, the sharp citrus scent already making her nose twitch. She took shallow breaths, fighting the urge to sneeze.
Just the smell of it could set off her allergies, but she couldn’t afford to react. Her eyes narrowed in determination as she steeled herself against the impending itch and discomfort. She felt her throat tighten and her skin prickled with anxiety. She needed to maintain her composure. One sneeze, one hint of a reaction, and her true identity would be revealed.
"Thank you," Selene mumbled, returning the smile. Her fist was clenched under the table because she had never predicted that they would use orange to try to trap her.
"So Selene," Amelia called. "Now that I think about it, I’ve never seen you in a movie yet."
"That’s because I’ve never acted in one. I’m just waiting for a big project that can boost my popularity across Radiantia entirely," Selene replied. Amelia nodded in understanding.
Everyone sat on the dining table and got ready to eat. Richard sat beside Anastasia.