I could not sleep again this night, its been that way for a while now, so I turned over for what felt like the hundredth time, punching my pillow before glaring at the ceiling.
"This is ridiculous."
It had been three days since I stopped serving Prince Caleb, but who was counting? I had insisted on being reassigned, and he had agreed without even arguing. That part still hurt because I had expected him to stop me.
To question me and tell me no.
Instead... "Very well."
That had been all. No anger or possessiveness. Nothing. I laughed bitterly into the darkness.
"Congratulations, Gina. You finally escaped the terrifying prince."
Why did it feel so awful? Because every night since then, I had dreamed of him.
His silver eyes, his voice, his hands, his forehead resting against mine. His
