Esme's POV
The moment of truth is finally here. I had a nightmare last night and I've been having a bad feeling all morning. My stomach is twisting in knots as I walk into the throne room.
Ethan's seated on his throne, going through some documents. He raises his head as soon as he hears my footsteps.
"Esme, is there a problem?" He asked, noticing the worried look on my face.
Where do I even begin? Why is he acting like everything is fine? Like today won't determine the rest of my life?
"You know why I'm here, Ethan. What is your decision?" I asked directly, choosing to hit the nail on the head. My anxiety only increases by the minute.
"My decision? About what? What are you referring to?"
"Today marks my one year period with you and this brings our bet to an end so what is the outcom
