Chapter 15

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I woke up drenched in sweat. My thin nightgown was stuck to my body, and my hair was plastered to my forehead. Slowly I sat up, and took in my surroundings. I was in my old room from the Selection.
'Why am I in this room?' I asked myself.
I got out of bed not knowing what to do. I slowly opened up the big oak door and stepped out into the hallway. As soon as I saw him it felt like the air way shoved out of my lungs.
"A.. Aspen?" My breath came out staggered.
"Yeah? America what's wrong?" He rushed over to me.
"Wha... what are you doing here? Why aren't you retired?" He should be retired. After Maxon and I got married he and Lucy retired. Right?
"What are you talking about Mer? I work here," he whispered. I cringe at the nickname.
"You don't work here anymore. You and Lucy retired after Maxon and I got married," I said. A look of confusion crossed over his face.
"You and Maxon did what?!" He wilder yelled. "America, you and Maxon got married? When?" His voice was growing louder now and other guards and maids were starting to look this way.
"What are you talking about the whole country know that we got married. We got married two years ago! I'm even carrying our child right now, six months on Tuesday." I crossed my arms over my protruding stomach only to once more not be stopped by it. I look down and see a thin piece of cloth covering a flat stomach.
With my back against the wall, I slowly slide down it and put my head in between my knees.
"Mer. Mer what is wro-," I cut him off.
"Don't you DARE call me that name again!" I jolted up and ran up the stair way to the third floor. I sprint down to the King's Suit and shove open the door. I instantly regret it.
There, on the bed, I see two people laying on top of each other.
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Dang Ima horrible person.

Sorry for the cliffy.

I know I haven't updated for a while I've been busy and grounded XD.

Well here ya go.

Hope you like.

I know it's short I'll prolly update tomorrow.

{triz}

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