I thought I was in love. I was so
excited for our life together. Then when I saw her with her hands all over that guard, and I felt the jealousy stab me in the chest. I couldn't believe it. How could I have been so stupid?I looked down at the paper I
had intended on practicing all morning. I cursed myself for ever believing it was possible. I told myself I was crazy to believe someone so amazing loved me back. I guess she wasn't so amazing after all. I felt my eyes get wet, but I choked back my tears. "No," I whispered to myself. "You will not cry. You are the Prince of Illèa, this girl is nothing but your subject." But you love her. I hated those words. I crumpled up my proposal to America and threw it away.My mom walked in my room,
smiling at me. "Honey you look so handsome," she said. I forced a smile. "Are you about ready?" she asked. I nodded, afraid to speak. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," I lied. "Just a little overwhelmed." She grinned. "Don't worry, your father and I will support whatever decision you make," she replied. "And besides, I'm sure the girls are more stressed than you." I doubted that. "See you in a bit," she said, kissing me on the cheek.I knew mom was trying to be
comforting, but I was heart broken. I could feel the pain in my chest. I just couldn't believe America had been lying to me the whole time.At least I still have Kriss, I
thought to myself, pacing around my room. Though I couldn't remember what I ever liked about her anyway. I got rid of any remaining feelings I had for her last night when America told me she loved me. Kriss was nice, and pretty I suppose. But lots of girls were nice and pretty. She had no edge. I sighed, knowing what I liked about America. She wasn't
just pretty, she was stunning. She had a great personality, and she wasn't afraid of what other people thought. At all. I chuckled, remembering everything she'd done. I had the sudden urge to go talk to her. Maybe if I gave her a chance to explain herself then-there was a knock at the door. "Yes?" I asked as a maid popped her head in the room. "Fifteen minutes Your Highness," she said. I nodded, and she left. America's had enough chances, I thought to myself. I took a deep breath, and smiled. I needed to look happy for my fathers benefit. I made my way down the hallway.
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💍The Proposal💍
Fanfiction💍Maxon has just found out about America cheating on him, and he's devastated. He still loves her, but he doesn't think she loves him back. He is now out of options and will be forced to marry Kriss. The beginning of this story takes place while Ame...