Reina's POV
My stomach churned endlessly at the probably that this was going to be it. An endless pit that wouldn't have an end to it. I ran a hand almost unconsciously on my neck, caressing the necklace I had been given. I had messed up but I guessed that was it.
I had fumbled this, messed up everything and now I didn't know what else to do unless someone came to help me.
“ Do you love it? I wore it when I was getting married to your father, I am glad that I didn't give it to you when you were getting married to Richard, it's almost like I know it wasn't going to end well”
She let out a sigh of relief, that conflicted with what to do. I wanted everything to be perfect but still …
“ It is” I was sitting in front of my dressing mirror, barely a day after listening to Jackson's endle
