Melissa’s legs trembled as though the world had shifted on its axis. Her throat tightened. Had she heard him right? She blinked rapidly, as if trying to steady herself.
“Excuse me?” Her voice was barely above a whisper. She squinted her face, as if trying to clarify the man’s words. “W-what did you just say?”
Herald took a cautious step closer. “I’m your father, princesita. Herald. Herald Gustavo.”
Melissa’s stomach twisted. She raised both hands as though physically stopping his words from penetrating her mind.
“No.” She shook her head vehemently. “I’m sorry, sir. You’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
Herald’s shoulders slumped, his expression shifting into despair.
“Melissa,” he whispered, his voice filled with longing. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me. That’s why…” He reach
