#Chapter 198: A New Dress

Arthur The airplane finally touches down on the runway with a gentle bounce. I blink slowly, consciousness returning in fragments as the fog that’s been clouding my mind momentarily thins. For a split second, I wonder where I am and how I got here. Then Veronica’s hand squeezes my thigh, and the fog rolls back in. “We’re home, darling,” she purrs. Home. Is this home? The word feels wrong somehow, like it belongs to someone else. But I can’t quite grasp why. “So we are,” I hear myself say. Veronica stretches beside me. “That was such a divine vacation. I wish we could have stayed another week.” “I have responsibilities,” I mutter, although I can’t quite remember what they are. Something to do with my position… President. That’s right. I’m the Alpha President of Ordan. As we make our way off the plane and toward our waiting car, my limbs feel heavy, sluggish, as if I’m moving underwater. The past two weeks are a blur of expensive meals, lu