Amanda Estelle
I brought cups of coffee to the balcony, one for my father and one for me. He thanked me and I gave him a smile. We both looked at the beautiful lights of New York. Yes, we're drinking coffee at 8 p.m because we both needed it.
"How's work today?" My father asked because I just got home from work.
"Good.. I think." I've been spacing out all the time to be honest.
"Still thinking about Logan huh?" He asked and I nodded.
"I love him.. a lot and knowing that he feels the same way made me so happy but at the same time.. I don't want him to give up the throne."
"How about you?" My father asked and that made me turn to him.
"I don't know. You know me, father." I said and he shook his head.
"I know deep down.. you're willing to sacrifice more than you already are."
"What?"
