Fate Has Other Plans { A SELECTION WHAT IF} ✅

Chapter 3: Out with style, out with a bang.

I'm sorry if this is confusing, please go back and read chapter 2! I realized they were ok of order. Thanks!

AMERICA

I sat down to write. Here goes nothing.

Dear Crown Prince Maxon Schreave,
This is not a love letter. This is not an apology. I am not here to vye for your love. Let me say this right now: You have invented a new kind of stupid. Damage you can never undo kind of stupid. You really didn't think this through, kind of stupid.
I don't love him. Aspen Leger is the jerk boyfriend I told you about. I don't love him anymore. I did, until I realized that it just couldn't be. I realized I loved you.
But like I said, this isn't a love letter.
You are a special type of stupid. You didn't see I didn't love him, you didn't see how I really felt, you didn't trust me when I was telling the truth, they were all lies to you, and you never realized I never lied to you.
But I'm not going to blame it on you. And I did lie to you. It was because no matter how much a person has wronged me or someone else, I protect them. I care for them. Unlike you. Think about your words. I was telling the truth, you told me I was a liar. In five minutes, I lost a future I dreamed of. I lost the love of my life. I lost nearly everything I had worked for in the lat months. And you spit these words at me, breaking my heart over and over. But I still care, no matter how much you don't.
Have a good life, Maxon Schreave. And say hello to Kriss for me. She may be the only true friend I have left.
Someone I thought you loved,
America Singer.
By the time I finished expressing my loads of feelings, my maids were standing by the door weeping again. This was out final goodbye.
We were silent while they dressed me. I didn't look foolish this time, I looked enviable. I looked older, more sophisticated. I was ready.
One by one, I gave them tight embraces. How was I to let go of them? I wanted to take them with me, to set them free of the palace. But I couldn't. I didn't have that power. I wasn't princess.
"Thank you. All of you. You were my first friends here, and I don't know what to say..."
This time, it was Lucy that spoke up.
"Oh miss you don't need to say anything! You have been so kind to us! We can't repay you!" She nearly tackled me with her hug.
"Thank you all, so much. But I do think I should be going."
Anne stammered. "Right ma'am... we.. we will miss you."
"Oh I know. Don't make me cry!" We laughed. Oh how I will miss them.
Grabbing my tiny bag and my sealed letter, I make my way back to the great room. You can hear the laughter and congratulations from outside the palace. I don't mean to interrupt the festives... but... after all, what was there to do?
I confidently stride into the room, and all eyes fall on me. The ones I notice the most are Maxon's, staring me down like I was a Southerner, minus the fear. It was all shock.
Ignoring the stares, I keep walking. Straight past Blaire, straight past Elise, and even past Kriss. I drop the letter in Maxon's lap, and with the turn of my heel and a flip of my hair, I went out the door with a wink from Celeste.
Maybe the dress wasn't a bad idea.
Heh.
Maybe.
Such an unpromising word.
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THREE CHAPTERS IN A NIGHT? Yep . Gods, am I tired. ❤