I really messed up this time. The girl I danced with at the ball last night is my best friend's sister. Yeah, I really messed up. She's just a gorgeous girl. It's not like I'm in love with her or anything. It'll be fine; it's just one little mistake. I'd never go there with her. I look at my older brother Julian I'm 19 and he's 23 he has messy short brown hair that's most of the time neatly styled he has the same shade of green eyes like me he has fair skin but he is slightly tanned I just go and sit down and start eating I can't believe I messed up this time As I ponder my blunder, Julian chuckles, sensing my turmoil. "It's just a dance," he reassures. Yet, the memory of her laughter lingers. I shake my head, dismissing thoughts of romance. She's off-limits, but the allure of the forbidden only deepens my confusion. What have I done? they all start talking but I'm not listing but I do hear the girl I danced with her name is Katniss. Katniss Ashford As I poke at my breakfast, Julian's eyes twinkle with amusement. He leans over, lowering his voice. "Ada, you're practically eating that fork like it's a weapon. Relax. It was just a dance."

I huff, trying to focus on my plate. "Easy for you to say. You didn't have your best friend's sister wrapped around you all night."

Julian smirks. "I don't think she'll hold it against you. Besides, Katniss is a grown-up. She can handle a dance without it turning into a scandal."

I glance up, catching his gaze. "You don't get it. It's not just about the dance. It's... everything. I wasn't supposed to feel this way."

Julian's grin softens. "What way?"

I hesitate, then whisper, "Like I'm losing my mind over someone I'm not supposed to even think about."

Julian chuckles softly. "You're not the first to get tangled up in forbidden feelings. Just don't let it ruin your day."

The conversation around the table continues, but my thoughts drift back to Katniss. Her name feels like a secret I'm not meant to keep, and despite Julian's reassurances, the memory of her laugh haunts me god why does she have to be so pretty and perfect ugh I can't go there she's also best friends with my brother As I leave the dining room, my thoughts still tangled in confusion, I spot my bodyguard waiting by the entrance. His name is Sebastian he's elena's one and only brother she looks just like him only if he was short a girl and not buff he's tall, with a stoic expression he's buff and has black hair and an air of calm authority that contrasts sharply with my inner turmoil.

"Good morning, Princess," he says with a respectful nod.

"Morning, Sebastian" I reply, trying to mask my lingering frustration.

He raises an eyebrow, his sharp gaze assessing my mood. "Something on your mind?"

I hesitate before answering. "It's nothing. Just... an eventful night."

Sebastian follows me as we head towards the gardens, his presence a steady reassurance. "You're not usually this distracted. What happened?"

I sigh, glancing at him. "I danced with someone I shouldn't have. And now I can't stop thinking about it."

Sebastian's expression remains unreadable, but his eyes soften slightly. "As long as it doesn't affect your duties or safety, it's something you can handle."

I nod, appreciating his attempt to comfort me. "Thanks, Sebastian."

The walk through the gardens offers a momentary distraction, but the memory of Katniss lingers like an uninvited guest, refusing to leave.