Chapter 7:
I walked into the princess suit resistantly. Through the crack of the door I could see a big pouf of white. Kriss turned and once she caught a glimpse of my hair she started glaring at me.
"How could you America? How dare you tell Maxon I was a Northern rebel! He didn't even say your name but I knew it was you. No one else knew apart from my family and they would never tell him. If that was a last resort to win Maxon back I'm sure you will be happy to know that the wedding is off now."
After she spit all that out she started gasping for air then burst into tears. I walked over to console her but she swatted my hand away. "Don't touch me!"
"Kriss I want you to know that I was angry at Maxon and I was trying to make myself feel better. I truly am sorry. I just was being selfish and stupid and I wanted to hurt him not you. I get the feeling I'm not welcome here so I'll ask Silvia to get me a flight back home." I walked out of the room and bumped into someone I never thought I would see again.
"Celeste? What are you doing here?"
"Um...I got an invitation stupid." Celeste said smirking. She was the same as ever and I hoped that would never change.
"Well that invitation is no longer valid since I kinda broke the wedding off." I scoffed sadly.
"Yeah, I heard. I was coming to check on Kriss before I left. We'll catch up when I'm done." Celeste walked past me and into the room.
I couldn't leave yet since I wanted to talk to Celeste about what happened. Believe it or not, she was the only person who could give me advice on this. I got bored of pacing around Kriss's new room, so I decided I would stay in my old one. I found a maid who gave me some stationary and wrote a note to Celeste telling her where I would be when she didn't see me outside.
"Could you give this to Celeste when she's finished with Kriss?" I asked the maid. She gave a brief nod and I walked to my room.
I couldn't help but look at the chandeliers and paintings. They felt more familiar than my room in Carolina. I knew deep down it would always be my home. There were too many memories linked with this place to forget.
I guess I was in a dazed state when I entered the my room because I didn't notice a figure standing in my balcony.
Hey, it's me! The annoying author who hasn't updated anything and is depriving her readers of their Selection fanfic (jk). I will try and update about 1-2 chapters a week. I can't guarantee more since writing is a delicate process that shan't be rushed.
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