When I returned to the mansion from the police station, Andrew had breakfast ready for me and was waiting for me with a broad smile on his face. I found it very sweet but odd, considering that it was a little late for him to still be at the mansion with the schedule that he usually maintained. “We
A week after the attack, I had been out of the hospital for a couple days and was fully recovered from the silver poisoning. Andrew had wanted to cancel all our commitments for a few more days—even the coronation—but I insisted that I could handle anything that he threw at me. Unfortunately, I forgo
“Like anyone, we have our problems—” “Like Bob?” I swallowed against the knot in my throat. “What do you mean?” “It must cause a lot of tension between the two of you, you planning Lisa’s wedding to Bob when Bob used to be your boyfriend.” A gasp rippled through the audience. “No,” I sai
My new dress flowed across the red carpet as I walked up to the platform, escorted by Jeffrey, and took my seat slightly behind and to the right of Andrew’s throne. Jeffrey assumed his position behind my chair and reported into his walkie-talkie that I had safely made it to my seat. I folded my hand
That night, Andrew and I attended a feast in honor of his re-election. It was held on the Victorian floor of the building where Lisa’s wedding was to be held—the same floor, in fact. The same floor where Andrew and I once made love. I blushed at the memory as Andrew and I walked by that very spot. “
Bright and early the next morning, I awoke to a knocking at my door. Reluctantly, I slid out of bed, threw on a robe, and went to answer it. I was only mildly surprised to find Andrew on the other side, a bag of donuts in one hand and a cupholder with two coffees in the other. “Good morning,” he sai
* * * The suite was just as I remembered it, enormous with black-and-red furnishings. The sitting room seemed even larger than before. Yet despite the fireplace roaring, it felt oddly cold without Andrew’s comforting presence. Out of one of the four doors branching off the sitting room, King Frede
I returned to my apartment to find Andrew waiting for me, the donuts and coffee still sitting on the dining table. Andrew stood up from his chair and hugged me, though I did not return the gesture. “Is something wrong?” he asked when I didn’t hug him back. “How did it go?” “It went fine,” I said as
That night, long after the last of the guests had left for their rooms, Andrew and I returned to the presidential suite to find that the staff had decorated it in preparation for our stay. All the décor, right down to the bed sheets, had been switched out for matching red and gold pieces. The light
Andrew’s eyes met mine as I approached the altar. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He looked so handsome in his classic black tuxedo that I could hardly wait for after the reception to be with him. As I took my place across from Andrew, I handed my bouquet to Lily. The priestess bega
One month later, I stood in a suite at a private beachside resort, admiring my wedding dress. It hugged my curves in all the right places while still gently brushing against the ground like a low-hanging cloud. Crystals glistened in the room’s fluorescent lights, and the train flowed behind me effor
“Let’s continue this in the bedroom,” I said, breathless. Andrew nodded his agreement. I pulled Andrew to his feet as he stuck the ring box back in his pocket. Then I dragged him back to the bedroom, leading him by the tie. Not that he needed to be dragged; he would have followed me anywhere by th
Andrew texted me and said his flight was delayed by a few errands he had to run, so I waited. And waited. I waited for an entire day, and even began to worry that Andrew had changed his mind. Then I heard a knock at my door. I leapt off the couch and rushed to answer it. Stopping just short of the
Noah left the next day. I took him to the airport, we exchanged a hug and a brief farewell, and then I watched him walk through the gate. That was the last time I ever saw him. With a heavy heart, I returned to an empty apartment. All our furniture and my belongings—what little I still had—were the
Sensing the urgency in Noah’s voice, I leaned in closer. “What is it?” I asked, trying to suppress the anticipation in my voice. Noah’s grip on my hands tightened. “I’m going to study financial law in the human world.” I froze. My heart thumped hard against my ribs, so hard that I thought th
The nightmares did not stop. In fact, they got worse. By the end of that week, I was having at least one every night, and it was showing in behavior during the day. I could scarcely stay awake. At my new branch of Ever After Weddings, I had to sneak off into the breakroom whenever there were no cu
I dreamt of the Lunar Festival. Noah and I walked hand-in-hand through the stalls, enjoying the sparkling lights and the company of our new pack mates. Yet something was off. I could feel a chill in the air, a foreboding that I could not quite shake off. “We should get out of here,” I said, tryi