Declan
Trent looked at me and smirked, as proud as punch. He rarely got anything over on me, but this was a first. Grayson must have called him earlier today, or else he wouldn't have been able to keep it a secret. I didn't think Trent even knew Henley's name. I thought back and didn't even remember having told him. But then again, Trent wasn't one of the best lawyers in Estrea for nothing.
I'd been moping around the castle so much lately that he'd probably made it a point to find out who I was moping around about. I wasn't kidding when I told Henley that she had ruined me for all women, and now she was moving to the United States.
But there was no way that I was going to let that happen.
Henley was ready to start living her life, and I had been willing to stand aside and let her do it
