Hello! I know, I know. I've been gone for the longest time. And I am sooooo sorry for that. Please forgive me *makes puppy dog eyes*. Thank you for all the reviews, favorites, and followers, even though I didn't update. You guys are amazing. Now, finally, FINALLY, Chapter 7 is here!

America's P.O.V

It was an hour before I was supposed to meet Maxon. I would be getting ready, but May was rushing around my room grabbing different clothes and makeup and jewelry and shoes. God, I was nervous as it is, but she was driving me nuts!

"May! You're making such a big deal out if this!"

"America, this is a big deal! You have to look perfect! You're meeting with Prince Maxon! Maxon! The same Maxon you used to be in love with. Now which dress, the blue one or yellow? Or maybe this white one?"

I groaned. Knowing my sister, she wouldn't stop until every little hair was in place.

"You know, Ames, you've always looked good in blue. Wear the blue dress," She threw it at me, "Come on, put it on already!"

Geez. I got the dress on and May and I kept on arguing about what should complete the outfit for the longest time. Finally, we got everything together. All I could do now is hope I look good and take look in the mirror.

"Ames, you look awesome, even though you're not wearing everything I picked." Obviously. May's style was a little too over the top for me. I took a peek at myself.

I was wearing a short-sleeved royal blue lace dress that went to my knees. My hair was in a braid with wisps of hair around my face, thanks to May. I had my songbird necklace on, like always and sapphire earrings. I wore white heels and I had on light makeup.

"I look pretty good, if I do say so myself."

"Yeah, yeah. You look beautiful in everything. Now let's get you out the door." May started to push me out of the bedroom.

"I have to wait for the person Maxon's sending, don't I?"

"You won't have to now," my mom said as we got to the stairs, "The chauffeur's already here. Don't make them wait too long."

We reached the end of the stairs and May made gestures with her hands towards the door. I hesitated for a little bit, all the things that could go wrong flashing through my head, but I quickly pushed those thoughts away. I pulled May on for a quick hug sort of as a thanks for the help she gave me, even if she was a little annoying.

I finally went outside where a chauffeur was waiting out a limo. He opened the door for me and we were on our way to the Palace.

When we made it there, a guard escorted me inside the Palace to the gardens. Of course, he remembers I love the gardens. There was a table set with food and next to the table…Maxon.

Maxon's P.O.V

I was so stressed out today. Today I would be seeing America. Today I would ask for a second chance. Why was this meeting taking so long? It's not even an important meeting. They don't need me here. I should be in the gardens waiting for America. That's all I could think about today, America.

The meeting kept going on. I kept zoning out. Then all the advisors started to leave. It was over! I got out of there as fast as possible. I heard my parents chuckling at my quick leave.

I went up to my room to get rid of my papers and to get freshened up. Finally, finally, I made my way to the gardens. Every minute I waited felt too agonizing. After probably five agonizing minutes, she entered. She was beautiful as she curtsied and called me Your Majesty. Wait, she doesn't need to do that!

"America, there's no need for titles."

"Ok…Maxon." She looked uneasy. I had to make her feel comfortable fast.

"Here, take a seat." I pulled her seat out as she gracefully took her seat. Then again, anything she did right now would seem graceful. I took my own seat and we started eating.

"So, how have you been?" She looked up, almost surprised at my casualness.

"Good. How about you?"

"Good as well," I decided I had to get to the point. This was feeling a bit awkward, "Okay, America, you must be wondering why I asked you here."

She nodded, "That and some other things."

"Right, well, you know that Kriss turned out to be a rebel, and now I am without a wife which means no heir. But I'm not going to ask you to be my wife. You see, during my time with Kriss, she started to act in a way where I knew I made the wrong choice. I should have proposed to you that night, but I acted foolishly. There was nothing I could do until now. America, what I want from you today is a second chance."

I looked at her directly while saying this. Her face went through so many emotions, but none were happy looking.

"Maxon, I know you prepared all this and I would hate to not show any appreciation for your hard work, but…." She looked at her lap. I was hoping and wishing with all my heart, that she would give me a chance.

"America?"

She looked back at me, "But I can't, Maxon. I really can't."

Her words were too hard to take in. Why? Why couldn't I get a second chance? Get back the woman I love?

"Why?"

"Because I don't have the same feelings for you I did 3 years ago. I-"

"But you might get those feelings back, if you give me a chance! You could just try! And if it doesn't work out, that's okay, but all I'm saying is just you won't know unless you give me a chance."

"Well…"

America's POV

"Well…" He looked so desperate and hopeless. If I said no, it would break his heart. But if I said yes….Out of all the things he could ask me, he asks me this. I thought about what my friends and family would tell me do. May would tell me to say yes. So would Mom. And Celeste. And about everyone else I knew. It's only a chance Maxon's asking for. Maybe, something could happen. Maybe, and if nothing does, then that's that. I took a deep breath.

"Yes."

Let's hope I don't disappear again!