Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the Selection Series all credit goes to the amazing Kiera Cass.

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I am lying on soft cotton clouds as a sudden burst of sunlight covers my face.

"Wake up miss." Someone says in a calm, quiet voice. I wake up and look at my surroundings. Where am I? and more importantly, who am I?

Suddenly I am crushed in a tight hug. And suddenly all my memories from yesterday return. All the pain returns.

"It's okay Lucy." I tell her.

Today will be my last day at the Palace. Another rush of sadness overcome me.

Flashback:

I am sitting at the recording room with Maxon beside me and Kriss on his other side. Our friends and family including the selected girls sit in front of us. It is the choosing ceremony and I know I am not the chosen one. I hurt him. Broke his heart into a million pieces and now I must repay for my mistake.

He is whispering something into Kriss's ear. She giggles and he smiles. A silent tear falls from my eye, I quickly wipe it away, hoping no one noticed. But of course Celeste sees it. She smiles at me with a questioning look in her eyes. I shake my head trying to tell her that I am not the the one. She rolls her eyes and motions for me to smile. I put a shaky, strained smile on my face acting for the cameras.

Suddenly Maxon gets up and says " Good Afternoon Illea as you can guess today I will be announcing the One." He looks out at the crowd.

He turns to Kriss and asks her "Will you marry me?" My heart stops beating. I am staring at my toes. A painful sob escapes my throat, though no one notices because everyone is now staring at Kriss who gasps and says yes with a grin. Suddenly Maxon is kissing her, I look away, silent tears fall from my eyes. Media rushes to me, I wipe my never ending tears and put a smile on for the sake of my family. I don't want anyone's sympathy. Celeste rushes through the crowd and grips my hand. I squeeze back grateful for the backup. I step away from Maxon, step by step by step. Staring at my toes the whole time. Holding my tears in.

Celeste guides me through the people. After what feels like a million years we are out in the corridor. Then Celeste starts running dragging me with her. Hot boiling tears drop from my eyes. I realise where we are going. Then we are out in the open.

I look around the garden, most of my favourite memories with Maxon were made here. That just makes me hurt more. My heart is shattered into a million pieces and I don't feel anything but heart searing pain.

Celeste is dragging me towards a quiet corner where no one can see us. And that's when I can't hold it in anymore. I just can't. Shoulder racking sobs escape me. I am shaking hard. Celeste is holding me. She is saying something to me but I can't hear anything. My never ending tears fall from my eyes. I don't think I will ever stop. The tears keep coming and coming and coming. Celeste is making calming sounds but it doesn't seem to be helping me. What I currently want, I will never get. So I try and calm myself. Breathe in then out. In then out. Slowly the sobbing slowed down and the anger came. Anger not at him but at me. It's all my fault anyways, now I have lost both Maxon and Aspen. I cry some more.

Celeste is telling me to look at her, she is telling me to listen. I turn my head to her.

"America, he doesn't deserve you. You deserve better than him. I promise you will find someone else, who would actually love you and not break your heart on national television. Someone, who wouldn't choose you from 35 girls but out of all the girls ever. Someone, who wants you for who you are and doesn't have to be forced to do it on national TV. Someone who loves you. Someone who is your friend, confidant and lover. Someone who would kill or die for you. Someone who wouldn't break you like this. Someone who makes you happy not sad. And that someone isn't Maxon, look at what he did." She says, shaking her head.

I let her words sink in. The problem is that Maxon meets all these expectations except of the heart-breaking part. And even that is my fault. Maxon is my love, my soulmate and that will never change. But the point now is that can I find someone other than my soul mate to love? Do I even want to? I feel like I should tell Celeste. I gather the courage in me.

"It's not his fault though Celeste, it's mine." I say in a small voice. Then I shakily tell her about Aspen and what happened earlier today.

She looks at me with a tiny smile on her face and says "Well I have been a bad influence on you haven't I?" she asks, a small attempt to lighten the mood.

"It will be fine, we all make mistakes and now you have something to learn from." I do a small nod, "You are going to come with me to my neighbourhood and live with me and my family for sometime. Okay?"

I do a small, grateful nod. I can't face my family right now. We slowly get up and I grip her hand. She smiles. I suddenly miss Marlee. What would she say to me right now? I imagine her shaking her head and saying 'The America Singer I know is a fighter, and she wouldn't let herself break over a guy!'

"We shall leave immediately." Celeste say.

I am in my room with Lucy, Mary and Anne. We are all together in a group hug. They are crying. I have tears running down my own cheeks, despite that I smile at them. They have been very kind to me, kept up with my crying, made my beautiful wardrobe, heaven, and made my everyday life easier, doing this all along with being some of my best friends. I love them.

"I promise, I will send for you, okay? We will see each other again, and that is a promise from your Lady America." They giggle.

After they let me go I start packing. When we finish packing, I give each of them a tight hug and leave for Celeste's room.

When I get there, I can hear voices inside.