Maxon's POV
"What about America?" Kriss asked me. We were sitting with the wedding planner and Kriss had expressed her interest in inviting all of the selected. I had asked her to go through each of them and allow me to veto. She had agreed.
I had to think about this. America was the women I loved. America was the women I wanted to be next to me as horrible as it sounded. I wanted America but I had been stupid enough to let her go. I let my anger take over my ability to think. I should have let her explain. I couldn't have her at my wedding for the fear that I wouldn't end up getting married.
"No."
Kriss sighed, "Do you realize how shady that is going to look the public. She is the only one of the selected you have said no to."
I shrugged my shoulders. "Marlee won't be there."
Kriss eyes welled up in anger. "That was low Maxon."
I sighed and hung my head. "I'm sorry."
She pressed her lips together. "We won't invite her as long as you tell me why."
I looked at the wedding planner. She was average looking, nothing special in my opinion. "You are dismissed. Thank you and we will meet again tomorrow."
She stood and smiled. "Only two weeks to go you too. It's time to get excited."
I stood, put on a smile and walked her to the door. "Thank you ma'am for your services."
"It's an honor your highness."
"None the less, thank you."
She exited and I headed back to Kriss who had her hands on her hips.
"You still love her."
I shook my head, lying to my own fiance. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards me. I tried to imagine as someone I loved. Someone I could love, but I kept imaging America being the one here with me.
"Then why, Maxon?"
"She'll ruin everything." It wasn't a complete lie. If I saw America before my wedding or maybe even after I'd have to break Kriss's heart which was something she did not deserve.
She brushed my cheek with her hand. "How, my love? I need to understand."
"That may be something I can't deliver."
She pulled away abruptly. Her anger returning. "Then I will write her explaining this is not my choice."
"Whatever you wish, my dear."
It's your fault Maxon. It's your fault!
I'm so sorry for how short it is! I didn't write on my computer so I had no idea how long it was! With my computer I can see word count.
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