Princess Ayla
I awoke the next morning to an empty bed. I was grateful to have a moment alone as I gave myself the necessary pep talk I’ll need to get through another day in this hell. Even if Dante was nothing but caring, he still wasn’t my Nate. He’s the only one I want to do all these sweet things for me. And I pray that the pain I felt the night I spent in the Western kingdom was all a lie. I pray it was all a misunderstanding, and he loves me as desperately as I love him. If I can’t have Nate, I don’t want another man. Even without the bond, my entire heart and soul crave him.
After our bath last night, Dante kept his promise to feed me. The doctor also left me some painkillers and a bottle of seawater. After pouring some of the water on my painful core, I drank the rest of it. Mer
