His hands were roaming over my skin. He was breathing heavily in my ear. His lips were whispering loving words in my ear. His body was pressing me down on the bed.
"Elena Hale, there isn't one person in this world that I want more than you. I am so insanely in love with you."
"My Queen?" a soft voice woke me up from my vivid dream. It was more of a memory than a dream. And the memory made it clench in my stomach. Why did I remember the wonderful things about him, and not the things I just lived through? That horrible and betraying thing he just did to me.
Meeting Alexandra behind my back.
Was it because the good things were more important than the bad ones? I know that's how you build a relationship. But could I look away from this?
Whatever I decided was not importa
