A Twist in Fate

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Maxon's POV:

"Hello sweetheart," I said to Kriss, nearly gagging. It never felt right and the reason being was my stupid mistake, so I deserve it. "Hey," she replied with a straight face and an emotionless tone. My eyebrows furrowed as I slightly frowned. I know that I was burying myself in work just to avoid her at all costs, but I have gotten to know her during the selection and she was usually always too optimistic and cheerful for my own liking. But like the gentleman I was, I wanted to know what was wrong.

 "What's the matter, Kriss?" I asked. "Umm ... What do you mean ... Nothing's wrong," she replied, obviously trying to avoid the topic. "Kriss," I pressed, giving her the 'seriously' face. "Fine, but because of this, please, don't start ignoring me even more than you have been doing lately," she pleaded. "When was I ever like that," I argued, even though I knew who was in the wrong. She simply replied by rolling her eyes, "You've barely seen me since America left. No asking how I am doing, where I am, what's been up lately, nothing. I don't know what's gotten into you ... y-you still lo-love her, don't you?!" Her eyes darted towards the floor as she said this. "Kriss please trust me ... I love you" I gritted out, lying straight through my teeth again. I hated it but I had no other choice. At this point, I saw her nod, then take a breath. She was hesitant about something else as well and I had no idea why. "Kriss?" I looked at her expectedly.

She held out an extravagant looking card. It had gold embellishments on the sides with the Italian royal crest on the top. I scanned it carefully and gulped shakily as the realization hit me, I felt as if cold water was thrown at me and I was slapped with the harsh reality again. "I should leave," Kriss announced. I nodded as she left without a word. What was the meaning of this, I didn't understand. It's barely been three days? What was she even thinking? At this point, she definitely has to be brainwashed. I gasped for air as my throat suddenly clogged up. This couldn't be happening, I thought as I fell off the chair and onto my knees. "America, oh America," I whimpered, tears threatening to spill as my vision blurred. "Ame-America ... m- ... my ... de-" choking on my words I sobbed silently. "W-what have I d-done to u-us," I ruined our future and now I was never going to see her walk down the aisle towards me or see her face in our children or the streaks of silver in her fiery red hair and grow old together nor was I ever going to see those two pools of never-ending blue and those sparks in her eyes that shone brighter than any star, I was never going to kiss her soft pink lips and I will never be able to call her mine, I will never be able to argue with her or even tug my ear with her.

I was the one who was behind all this. If only I had listened and been patient or was more understanding ... all this guilt was too much for me to take in. It kept increasing, taking over me. She would've been mine if I'd just listen. It felt unreal that she was getting married in less than five days. She doesn't even know him, for goodness's sake! My eyes blurred as the tears finally won and spilled over. The room was spinning, my body felt numb as if I could no longer feel my limbs. And the next thing I knew, I fell to the ground with a 'thump' resounding through the room. I heard the door opening, "Your majesty?". I squinted my eyes to see who it was. I was met with a pair of green eyes that I immediately recognized who it belonged to. He started all this, "You!" I spat angrily, letting out a growl in the process with all the energy I had left. I saw him look at me confused with concern etched on his face. He lifted me off the ground and started to carry me to what I assumed was the hospital wing 'bridal style'. I wanted to order him to put me down and tell him I was perfectly capable of walking but my body felt so lifeless I had no control over it. I was so sure hours passed by before he lay me down on a bed. He gave a little bow before leaving me to my thoughts. Everything happened so fast, but ... but why couldn't I move? Was ... was I paralyzed?

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