CHAPTER 59
Armani
The palace hallways seemed to go on forever as I walked back to my room. I couldn't wait to see Rena. Even after all this time, thinking of her as "my wife" made my heart beat faster.
I found myself whistling a happy tune as I walked. Why wouldn't I be happy? My beautiful wife was pregnant with our son. In just a few weeks, I'd be a father. Everything in my life was perfect.
I was so lost in happy thoughts that I almost didn't hear the whispered voice coming from the doorway.
"He looks too cheerful. I can't do this."
A second later, my cousin Nicholas stumbled into the hallway. His smile looked forced and uncomfortable.
"Hello, Cousin," he said, his voice unnaturally high.
"Shh!" Clara, his wife, stepped out behind him with a big fake smile plastered on her face.
