“How long did you wait, Piper? A week? Two? It couldn’t have been long.”

He sounds like he’s jealous. Or was that an illusion? He doesn’t care about me and is just mad at me.

Maybe the latter is more logical.

His dark eyes burned into me, leaving my heart in scorched tatters. Never in a thousand years would i

have thought Nicholas would be so vicious to me.

“It wasn’t like that.” I said, to try to defend myself.

He crossed his hands over his chest. He wasn’t going to listen to me,

“Why even come here?” he asked me.

“My application was selected…”

“Why even apply? Were you trying to get to me?”

“No,” I said.

“Maybe you regret your child’s father. Maybe you want me back.” He laughed once, bitterly. “Like you

have a chance.”

The words sliced into me as surely as if he’d been holding a knife. He had changed since I’d known him.

Three w

years ago, he’d been kind and patient. I’d given him my heart and he’d gently cradled it. So many

nights, we’d laid under the stars, trading kisses and stories.

Once, when he’d spent all night looking at me, I had told him, “You’re missing the

starlight.”

He’d replied, “I can see it in your eyes.”

The man before me now was nothing like the one I had known. The man here was arrogant, indifferent. and imposing in how he carried himself.

Breaking up with him had never been something I wanted to do. It hurt me still, thinking upon it, so I had tried to push it to the back of my thoughts

for Elva,

he had become, brought all those feelings crashing back into

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I was misremembering the past.

I wasn’t that young, innocent

to my own voice. The hurt made it

mistake, and I intend to correct

“You are the only woman who ever dared to

me, then, walking out into the sitting room, and then out into the parlor. I thought he might slam the door behind him, as enraged as he was, but instead, he

Elva continued resting, undisturbed.

to hate him.

insensitive bastard but he liked children. He’d been kind to Elva. He

to hate

knees beside the couch where

maybe Elva would have been our child. If we had stayed together, maybe he would have revealed his secret in time. Maybe the three of us could have been a

a nice

wasn’t reality. My reality was very far from these golden fixtures and

wasting time, staying here. I needed to go home

I

was so drained, from the trip, from

my own eyes slid

Excuse

open

but the King Luna, and princes

the sleep from my

I looked up again, he was already disappearing out of the room.

couch, watching me with curious eyes. “Is it

my softest smile. It is. We have to be quiet though,

Luna are talking.”

“Okay”

my arms and camed

atop

his Luna on one side. The three princes flanked his

looked older than he did on the bills in my purse. He was pale with

his voice camed far, like he was accustomed to public

crowd and gaining their attention

this monumental event. We are very pleased by your presence and look

whispered something in the King’s

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