[Third-Person’s POV]After hearing Timothy’s story, Alexander believed that Evelyn could have very well been telling the truth. It wasn’t as though he didn’t believe her when she’d told him about how she had seen Fiona near the tent. What he couldn’t wrap his mind around was why Fiona would go out o
“Let’s say...Belladonna?”Fiona went stiff but Alexander watched as her pupils began to dilate. Oh, yes. It was indeed the look of someone who wasn’t entirely innocent.“B-Belladonna?”He had to bite back the grin that was struggling to show itself. It wasn’t often that someone as haughty as her wou
[Third-Person’s POV]The room was silent—so silent one could hear a pin hit the floor.Oliver was mildly stunned that someone like Fiona had so openly admitted to her crime. But Alexander, on the other hand, appeared far too stoic. Then again, when he spoke, his tone was laced with lethal contempt.
[Evelyn’s POV]Where the hell am I?My eyes slowly peeled open as I struggled to decipher my surroundings. The room was far too dark for me to fully comprehend where I was. But there was a familiarness about it that made me believe I’d been in this exact situation once before.Only, this time I felt
He kept telling me to stop moving, but each brush of his hands had me slightly arching back into him. Millions of chills were spreading over my skin.Alexander continued to speak, but I was hearing very little of the conversation at that point. Part of me felt a bit shameful for not being able to pa
[Third-Person’s POV]Against Alexander’s better judgment, he eventually caved in letting Evelyn get out of bed.As much as he preferred for her to keep resting, he knew that it would have been an argument not worth having. Especially, since the two of them were finally gaining the confidence and fee
[Evelyn’s POV]I’d been convinced that ever since I overcame my illness, I had somehow woken into a dream. A blissful, unbelievably sweet dream.There were numerous thoughts that kept spinning around in my head, I didn’t know what to solely focus on. The fact that Fiona was truly the one responsible
[Evelyn’s POV]Some people may find it strange, but I found the open-market to be one of my favorite places to be. Sure, most people saw heading to the market as just another chore. However, when it came to the raw agricultural section, I saw it as a place of endless possibilities.In that instance,
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander was more than glad to know that Evelyn’s training had only managed to progress from that point on. Between hearing her own personal recounts of her sessions as well as checking in with either Erik or Thomas, he was satisfied.With one less thing pressing on his mind, A
Instead of helping him up, I actually reached down and snagged one of his ankles and, with all my strength, dragged me across the room. I heard the faint chuckles of Erik and Alexander as they watched this entire scene unfold.I’m sure it looked utterly ridiculous. Thomas was more than twice the siz
[Evelyn’s POV]I glanced at the mat on the floor but didn’t move an inch.I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Alexander, wherever it is that you’re planning, I’m not sure—”“Will you please just trust me?” he prompted.I clenched my jaw and, against my better judgment, moved over to the mat
That same, familiar pair of hands that had a high tendency to hold me close at night, came to wrap around my waist. My head tilted to the side as Alexander gathered most of my hair onto one of my shoulders.It was hard to believe that there was once a time when he and I weren’t like this. The though
[Evelyn’s POV]I really tried not to let the whole matter bother me. I was fairly sure that I wasn’t the only person to exist that wasn’t trainable. Still, I felt horrible knowing that I had wasted Erik and Thomas’ time.Every muscle and joint in my body was aching and for what? I couldn’t even say
“Believe me, although you got a little wobbly at the end there, it’s good to see that you still have that fire in you?”I turned back to glance at him with a questionable look. “Fire?”The two shared a knowing look with each other. “We, uh, heard about what happened with your Stepsister.”“Word alwa
[Third-Person’s POV]Evelyn had lost count of the number of times her curled fist connected with the hanging punching bag. The first few times were fine, having been shown the proper form. However, after the tenth time, she was really beginning to feel the burn in various parts of her body. Her join
Oliver had specifically expressed the importance of releasing a follow-up statement that could not only save face but rebuke anything the King had to say in regard to Alexander’s character.While Alexander was busy working on his newest press release, I had taken up my time in the greenhouse. I’d su
[Third-Person’s POV]Fiona felt frantic. Her nerves were growing more and more strained and coiled by the second.No. No, surely, Caroline had to be wrong in her assumption that she would be so clumsy and foolish as to leave something so vital behind.That night has been a manic blur from start to e