Chapter 568

Hernan wasn't just talking big; he really didn't show up again until the day of the match. If he said Hayden would be there, he wasn't bluffing.

Not that it mattered to me anymore.

Turns out, even the deepest love can't survive too much disappointment. Jace, once upon a time, and now Hayden—both proved that, no problem.

Hernan came back early on the third morning. I was sitting on the terrace in a rocking chair, watching the sunrise.

He waved up at me from the ground floor. When I looked down, I saw him standing there in a tan suit and white slacks, holding a bouquet of white roses. At over six feet tall, with that build, he looked like he should be on a runway somewhere.

"Come down," Hernan called up to me.

I went downstairs. As soon as I reached him, he handed me the flowers and pulled me into his arms. "Good morning, my princess."

Okay, I had to admit, he was kind of romantic. Hayden showed me love, but it was always this careful, reserved thing. He never held me like this, a