Fiore couldn't understand why she had allowed herself to be deceived once more. Lance had been so skilled at hiding his true intentions, that he would pass being a celebrity in an instant.
This made her come to a painful realization: those who are quickest to tell you that you can trust them are often the ones you should trust the least. She had learned this lesson the hard way, and now she questioned who, if anyone, she could truly rely on.
Determined to distance herself from the incarnation of deceit, himself, Fiore turned and walked out of the room without a word. She needed space—from the man who had used her trust against her.
The days that followed were filled with grim and relentless preparation, not for a joyous event, but for war. Reginald, with his persuasive abilities, had
