Ella POV
It had been a week since the attempted attack in the capital, and David had constantly sent flowers, balloons, fruit arrangements, and letters to the house. I had rejected all of them.
I knew that he must be getting frustrated, because I was as well. I just wanted him to leave me alone. Hadn't he done enough damage already? Even when only considering the pain he had caused me in this timeline, it was more than enough to justify why I never wanted to speak to him again.
Yet he persisted in proclaiming his love to me.
The media wasn't helping. This was just the kind of drama and scandal they loved. It was all over the internet.
I had deleted all of my social media profiles because I just couldn't take the messages any longer.
That's why it was such a relief whe
