Chapter Hundred and Ten

URSULA'S POV

I froze there for a while and in a manner that one might think I was dead or something. I could not deal with both of them at the same time or I would say something bad. At that moment I just prayed that Arthur could ask him to just leave and let us finish this conversation of love-filled moments. With Elsa.

"Well, come seat down. I had been looking for you. I think Ursula missed her calling, pretty sure she would have made a more beautiful counselor than a historian." Arthur said, smiling genuinely if I could just erase that smile long enough to ask him to leave and never return. While that sounded a tad deep, I thought it was fair. Ever since the fight between Andrew and me, we hadn't even talktalkededd I found myself most hours during the day reaching out to the phone to call him and ask how his day was going. Maybe let him know that I was outside my window, spying on him and wishing he could just come up so that we could snuggle. Or maybe tell him to stay away from Ke