“I’m sorry for the pool,” he said, taking me by surprise. I opened my mouth to respond but was speechless. “I shouldn’t have let my temper get out of hand like that, you didn’t deserve it.” His apology weighed on me. I hadn’t expected him to care how his outburst had made me feel. “I’m sorry for the dress,” I blurted, before I could stop myself. My cheeks turned a rosy pink. The prince nodded, understanding the concession I’d made to admit the wrongdoing. “Perhaps we may make it to this wedding after all,” the prince said, smirking as he walked off. My eyes were glued to him until he
...more
