My eyes fell on the table, and suddenly, a different kind of feeling washed over me. I couldn't help but recall the way Prince Killian and I were here yesterday. He had pushed me onto this very table and kissed me passionately. I could feel my cheeks heat up, and a small smile tugged at the corner of my lips.
It was a moment of pure bliss, and I couldn't help but feel giddy all over again. But then, I remembered his apologetic look and guilty eyes as if he had done something wrong. That was the last time I had seen him. Since then, I was getting the feeling that he was avoiding me.
But why?
I would be lying if I claimed it didn't hurt. It did. I had my reasons to avoid him, but what were his reasons for avoiding me? Or perhaps he was simply busy, as everyone suggested, and I was overthinking it?
What was the actual truth?
I bit my lip, lost in thought, when suddenly, reality struck, and I mentally snapped out of it.
