Time appeared to stand still as his words lingered in the air. A wave of disbelief swept through me. Arlo had feelings for me? But how? And why?
"Yes, Amelia," he nodded, the look in his eyes so genuine that it scared me. "I love you," he confessed. "That day on the cliff, from the moment that I saw you, I fell in love with you. I am sorry I lied to you and everyone."
"W-what.. what do you mean?"
He reached for my hands, his hands gentle yet firm. "We are running away, Amelia. I am taking you away from the kingdom, somewhere far where no one will find us. We will live happily there," he said.
A chill ran down my spine, and I took a step back in fear, pushing him away from me. "Are you out of your mind, Arlo? Do you even realize what you are saying? You can get killed for this."
"I don't care," he replied, unfazed.
