I wake up and look at the clock, it's currently 2:24am. I can't sleep after hearing what America said. I still love her. I can't help but wonder if she still loves me. But she's right I should have given her at least a second to explain. It was my temper. I will never forgive myself. On top of everything else,Princess Daphne from France is on on me about how I'm single and that we can be together now. "Uhggggggg!" I scream into my pillow. This whole this is killing me! I decided that if I can't sleep I might as well be useful. I go down to my office to get work done. I get to the office and see my dad. What is he doing here? "Father, what are you doing up?" "I might ask you the same," He said looking straight at me. "I-um, well- I couldn't sleep." "Neither could I, son" He motioned for me to sit down on his couch. "I'm proud of you!" "Thanks- Wait what?" Did he really just say he was proud of me? Was I hearing things now? "You made the right choice." "Kriss is dead dad!" "I was saying you chose her. Not the 5" "But I have to marry America." "Exactly! You HAVE to, but you didn't want to." "But what if I did?" I whispered under my breath. "What was that son?" "Nothing. I'm feeling tired, goodnight." "Goodnight" he said not looking up from his papers. What have I done?! I walk to America's room. The same one I have walked to a hundred times. I peek in and see she is asleep. Why would I think she was up? She's not stressing like I am. I made a mistake, sure she did too, but I almost married someone else. It was my choice, not America's. Not paying attention I found myself running into her maid Lucy. "Oh. Your Majesty. I'm very sorry" "No need to be sorry that was my fault." I assured her. She started walking off "Wait- uh- Lucy!" "Yes?" "Is America ok?" "What do you mean?" "Was she maybe, I don't know acting upset?" "Well she did send us away tonight. She does do that when she is upset." "Thank you! Have a great night Lucy." "You too your Majesty." I smiled and left. This was going to be a long night.
America's POV: I woke up to the sun shining in my room. I groaned when I saw my maids. I was going to have to get used to this. "Breakfast is at 9 am, miss." I look at the clock it's 8:30. Great, only 30 minutes until I have to see Maxon. I don't know what I'm going to do today. Maxon and I aren't married yet, in fact we don't even want to look at each other. I still love Maxon. But I'm not sure if he loves me. I want to marry him but the way everything is right now I don't think I can. I bet Silvia would have work for me. Matter of fact she might have me start to plan the wedding. 30 minutes later I walk out of my room in a simple dark blue dress with my hair in a low bun and black high heels.
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I walked downstairs for breakfast and saw I was the last to arrive. I sat down and ate in silence thinking about the boring stressful day ahead of me
Let me know if you like the pictures. I have nothing to do today so I'll post maybe another today. I hope you like this :) xoxo-Mads
