Your POV
We all sat silent in our carriage as we made our way home. Not one of us sure how to bring up the conversation that took place just as I came back from slapping Harry for being inappropriate. I didn't care about how rude I was being, I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. My parents gave Anne and Robin a sympathetic smile, I hugged both people because they were so lovely. Just as I had gotten done saying goodbye, Harry had reached the dinning hall rubbing the cheek that I had slapped. I could see the color in Anne's eyes change. I think she already knew what had happened before either of us had said anything.
"Listen, I know this is still very new to you, I was hoping you will be able to come to our mid summer garden party next weekend", Anne asked.
The look in Anne's eyes made me feel awful for the way her son had behaved. She looked at me pleading as if she was begging me not to give upon her son. I bit my lip wanting to say no, but I'm the end I nodded agreeing to come. She gave me one last hug before she let me walk back to my parents and back to our carriage. Now as I sat here staring at my feet wondering why I had did that. There was no way I wanted to return back there and have to endure another night there with him.
"Are you finally going to tell us what happened when you and Prince Harry went off on your tour of the palace. I'm pretty sure he had came back with a red mark on his cheek from slapping him", my mom asked.
"I won't tell you exactly what happened but just know he was acting inappropriately and I had the right to slap him", I gave my mom the vaguest answer as possible.
"Ok, I know he's difficult but Anne and Robin said they would work with us to get him to cooperate more", my mom tried to explain.
"I told you we shouldn't have never done this, I had told you he was bad news", my father grumbled in front of me.
"Elijah", My mom warned my father.
"What Lilian? I told you this was a bad idea, that boy is nothing but trouble. You see the articles on the papers, he's been in trouble too many times to count. The British police have arrested him too many times to count", my father rambled on and on.
"Elijah everyone deserves a second chance, he still hasn't proposed to her. Let's give him two months and if he doesn't change then we will terminate the deal", my mom tried to reason with my father.
"No. I will not give him a second chance and sacrifice my daughter for him. I will not let that man taint my daughters brain thinking that's how love is supposed be", my father argued.
"What do you want to do darling?", my mother turned and looked at me.
I stared at her blankly, not really sure of what I wanted. I agreed with my father, I had an idea what love was supposed to be. The way he treated me in the library was not supposed to be the way I was to be treated. Did I want to sacrifice my idea of love just to please my mom and Harry's parents. What if this ruined me forever? A lot could happen in two months.
"The last chance he gets is at the Mid-summer garden party", I said.
"But, Y/n we talked...", my mother tried to argue with me.
"Mother please, respect my wishes and respect that this is my final decisions", I answered kindly.
"Very well", she sighed.
I know my mom wanted this to work out, but the way Harry had treated me in his library made me even question if I wanted to follow through with the planned marriage. Only time will tell.
