ALEXANDER.
It doesn’t feel like a mistake.
It should...but it doesn’t. And I don’t understand why. Why did it feel so right to do that? To kiss her in front of the entire kingdom...and the visitors.
Why doesn’t it feel like a mistake?
And if it felt so right...why hasn’t she said anything?
I turn to Melissa and she has her gaze fixed outside the window of the carriage as we head back to the castle, silent as ever as she toys with her fingers, which is completely unlike her. A normal Melissa wouldn’t stop talking about what a success the fair was, but she’s just...quiet, and it’s making me question everything.
I didn’t plan to kiss her, I didn’t even think of it or consider it before today.
But then she had descended the stairs earlier today, looking absolutely beautiful and elegant,
