Fiona’s POV The next few days feel like a beautiful dream. Somehow Micah’s apartment is filled with all the things that I love. The fridge is stocked with my favorite food. The washroom is equipped with all the products I love to use. Even my room smells of my favorite vanilla scented candles. I
My cheeks turn pink at the insults and my eyes burn. I cannot believe the amount of hate she is so casually wielding against me. “I have heard you were planning a wedding with some Royal, weren’t you Fiona?” She gives out a cruel laugh. “Have you even seen yourself? Did you really think yourself so
Third POV Things are not going well for Jeremy. He can't shake the image from his mind—the way Micah's hand had rested on Fiona's waist, the way she had smiled up at him. It replays like a broken record, intensifying the knot of jealousy and uncertainty in his chest. Sitting in the kitchen, Jerem
As Jeremy saunters away, two caretakers exchange nervous glances behind his back. "Do you think he noticed that we switched their padlock with a new one?" one caretaker whispers anxiously to the other. The second caretaker furrows her brow, scanning Jeremy from far away. "No, I don't think so. If
Third POVLeah and her childhood friend Rebecca step into the elegant living room of Queen Alara's palace, their footsteps echoing softly against the marble floors.Leah is just about to head over to the Queen’s bedroom, when her eyes catch sight of a familiar shopping bag from her favorite jewelry
Fiona’s POV“How dare you come here and try to seduce someone else’s fiance?!”A woman I have never seen before in my life screams at me. Time almost feels slowed down as I watch her throw the glass of water at me. A gasp leaves my mouth as Micah’s hand wraps around my wrist and he drags me back lig
“Y-yes I am positive! Jeremy bought this for her!” She says with a shaky voice.“Hmmm, that doesn’t seem nice.” He turns to me and lightly chucks me under the chin. “Now, now if my wife here really is courting my brother on the side, what shall be her punishment?”His words make me freeze but when I
Third POVJeremy slips away from the lavish banquet hall, the clinking of glasses and chatter fading behind him as he seeks solace in the quiet of the corridors. His hand trembles as he fumbles for his cigarette pack and lighter, his mind still reeling from the events of the evening.Slumping agains