America's POV
Instead of resting like I had promised Maxon, I sat awake thinking of what to do. I hated fighting with him about this; I just wanted it to end. But I finally realized why I didn't want to know the gender: it was to real. Learning the gender would be showing myself and everyone that this is actually happening, and I guess I just wasn't ready for that. But after sitting here and thinking about starting a family and the joy it will bring, I think I am.
Maxon had a meeting right after dinner, so I was left alone to my thoughts. I would tell him tonight. I would tell him that we can learn the gender. I'm ready.
I didn't realize I was wandering the halls until I reached the conference room. Through the glass windows I could see what seemed to be a heated discussion between the advisors, with Maxon trying to disperse the argument. I locked eyes with him, tugging my ear. He smiled, and tugged his back. I knew he would be waiting for me tonight.
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Sorry for the short chapters guys! I just like changing up the POVs a lot. I think in a few chapters I'll start making them longer.
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The Selection
FanfictionMaxon and America Schreave are the new King and Queen of Illéa, the country formed out of nothing after the fall of America(the country, not to confuse with the person). In addition to having the stress of ruling a country, the couple is duty-bound...
