A/N Going to try and get completely caught up with my Wattpad version today... Review time!

To TheAnonymousAuthor03: Thank you! Tam and Linh have a lot in store for them... *evil author laugh*

Inside the lobby, they were seated by an elf named Lyra.

"Your scrolls will be ready in around ten minutes," the red haired elf said.

As she walked away, Sophie asked, "So, who do you think is going to be on your scrolls?"

"There's a few people I'm hoping will be on my scroll," Biana said, glancing shiftily at Keefe. "But I'm pretty sure they don't like me like that."

Tam sighed, looking at the ground. "You aren't the only one."

Biana sighed as she turned to Tam and said obliviously, "I know, right? It sucks!"

"Obviously I'm hoping for Keefe," Sophie said, smiling at her boyfriend.

"And I want Sophie," Keefe said, taking her hand and squeezing it. Dex, Biana, and Fitz gave out a collective sigh. It was no secret that Biana liked Keefe and Dex liked Sophie, but Fitz? He had said he was over Sophie. They were done.

"I'm... actually not getting a scroll," Dex said quietly. Sophie raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Really?"

Dex sighed. "Nope. I'm not. I know I'd said I'd give it a chance, but... so many people have suffered because of the scrolls. I mean, look at Tam and Linh."

Linh nodded shakily. "I can still remember every moment. That lady with the dirty blonde hair, she was the one who got the divorce papers ready. And that man over there, the one with the almost purple eyes... he was the one who decided that my parents couldn't get divorced."

"That's what I'm talking about!" Dex continued. "The scrolls hurt Tam and Linh, they hurt my parents, and they hurt Brant and Jolie! If the scrolls hadn't existed, Brant wouldn't have turned evil, and Jolie would be alive. The matchmakers have hurt too many people, and I refuse to feed that."

"I... never thought of it that way," Biana said. "But... whoever you marry... they're going to be a bad match. Even if you're on their scroll, they'll be a bad match for you. Isn't that... a little too much to ask?"

"It's not like we're going to get married," Dex growled. "Whoever I choose will have to be okay with being a bad match. Otherwise, they're not worth it."

"Who said we wouldn't-" Biana stopped herself before finishing the sentence. She stared at Keefe, as if to remind herself that she liked him.

Tam was looking at his shoes. He must have been angry, as all of the shadows had shrunken just a little bit.

Sophie's hand drew to her stomach, unknotting all of her frustrated emotions. The group was turning into somewhat of a love septagon. No, a love knot. If they didn't sort things out, their friendships could fall apart. Hopefully the matchmaker's scrolls would sort everything out. The key word was hopefully.