Chapter 32Stefan and I sat in his car in my driveway several days after Katherine fled Magnifico. We had returned from shopping in the capital city. Today was my birthday.
I was now eighteen years old. The only problem was the emotional commotion from saying goodbye to Katherine and losing my parents, which was still fresh in my mind. So, this birthday didn’t resemble all my other birthdays when I counted down the days and wondered what gifts I would get.
Stefan flashed a smile. “Thank you for letting me do something for your birthday.”
“It’s fine.”
He ran his fingers through my hair. “You don’t have to pretend with me.”
“What’s done is done.”
He chuckled. “The only bad thing was all the staring while we shopped.”
“That’s the price you pay for the royal lifestyle.”
Stefan’s current
