That Should Have Been Me!

Roman POV

Dragana was back. I did not know how I felt about this – part of me was excited thinking about that fateful morning and our kiss, her soft lips, her warm breath on mine. Part of me was confused, in fact very confused. I was a mess. The array of emotions was suffocating me: happiness, embarrassment, fear, desire, guilt. I did not know what to think or what to do. I knew she was at my father’s house with Lady Asma and Art at her side – they teleported from the palace she was staying at and arrived this morning. It was late afternoon, and I still could not convince myself to go see her. I was coming up with one excuse after another, not sure what to do. Several times I opened the door of my office fully determined to go, only for my legs to give out, and stop me dead in my tracks. What do I even say to her??? “How about I am glad you are alive?? It is good you are back?? You know, a basic courtesy??” Caleb spat, irritated. “You know, we could ask her Roman. We could ask her abo