Three days….
It has been three days since that gathering where she saw him for the first time after five years.
Five years of longing…
Five years of aching for him…
Five years of guilt and pain for hurting him…
Five years of love and heartbreak….
And it didn’t end even after she finally saw him, but instead, it felt like the pain had just now begun.
Gina’s turquoise eyes traced the corridor, trying to look interested in the conversation she was being forcefully pulled into by King Henrik, a ruler of some country she didn’t remember, even though he must have said that while he introduced himself to her.
She knew his type of men, the one who liked to be surrounded by pretty girls no matter their classes and such. A slimy guy she would have thrown out if it was
