FIONA
It was almost astonishing how quickly a person could become a habit or an addiction. Dangerous and nearly impossible to break.
Ethan became mine in the span of days. Or maybe I became his. It was getting harder and harder to tell where my madness began and where his ended.
At first we had tried to be subtle about it. Sure, everyone else besides July and Elias already thought the Prince and I were a real couple. But this felt different; like it was something that belonged to just us, not for show or for display. Unhampered by my common sense or by Ethan’s obligations to his position. Or maybe hiding it just made it easier for neither of us to confront the truth of what it meant or how real it felt.
I didn’t know which option was true. And quite frankly, I didn’t care.
But by
