Chapter 5:
A week. It's been a week since I was sent home. I had seen Maxon in the papers and on the report. He was preparing for his wedding to Kriss. Kriss was as radiant as ever. Honestly I wished that I was in her spot. I was back to helping mom with performing. I was a little rusty, but in no time I was back to perfection ( well…perfection for me).
"America dear, you have a letter!" Mom was in the living room sorting out the mail. I ran into the living room. The letter had the Ilea emblem I knew it was from the palace. I opened it.
Miss America Singer,
You have been invited to attend the wedding between Kriss Ambers and his highness, Maxon Schreave.
The Royal Palace
P.S. Miss Ambers would very much appreciate it if you performed. If you do please R.S.V.P. that you will.
I didn't know how I felt about this. I was shocked and sad all at the same time. He was actually getting married. And it wasn't to me. I started fantasizing all of the things I was afraid of. Kriss and Maxon being together, what was happening to Aspen.
"Well, what did it say?" Mom snapped me out of my daydream.
"I've been invited to the royal wedding." my voice was frail. I was on the verge of tears.
"Oh. Are you going to go?" She felt bad for me. I knew it from her voice.
"Well they invited me to perform as well, so I might as well." I couldn't look her in the eye or else I would burst. I wasn't sure myself if I should go, but I really wanted see him. I wanted to see Maxon. All I could do was hold onto hope that he realized he made a mistake sending me home.