Happily Ever After (The Selection, #0.4, 0.5, 2.5, 3.1, 3.5)

by Kiera Cass

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. I looked up at him, and even with his bleeding lip and messy hair, all I saw was the boy who insisted on taking me to the hospital wing, the boy who brought me flowers. “I’m not,” I replied as forcefully as I could.