Nathalia POV
“Nathalia! Are you okay?” Mathilda fussed over me.
“I— I’m sorry. I must have gotten tired with our tour. I will clean up. I’ll pay for the glass.” I said but my gaze did not leave the Prince in front of me. I had this overwhelming emotions inside me, but I chose to keep them at bay. Confusion, longing, anger.
I took a deep breath, then curved my fingers into a fist. My eyes started to tear up. I would like to say something more, but my throat went dry.
The Prince was shocked for a moment, but hid it fast before Mathilda could even wonder what’s happening between us. There he is standing in front of me. Still the most handsome man I have ever seen. His face had matured a little bit, but it is more fitting to him. In fact, he got even more attractive. He is wea
