#Chapter 31: Her True Love

Logan Evelyn's words had burrowed deep into me like thorns. Even hours later, they echoed, fragile, slurred, and trembling in the cold morning air. No matter how hard I tried to focus on other things, to put her mournful sentiment aside, I couldn’t shake it from my memory. Naturally, I hadn’t slept at all that night. I told myself she wasn’t talking about me. That she hadn’t meant those words for me. That she’d confused me with someone else in her drunken stupor. The prince. Her true love. But the way she clung to me, the way she had looked at me in the darkness… It felt too intimate, too personal. Like something she'd been holding inside for too long, and that she had decided to divulge to me. But she said something else. She’d spoken of someone who had left her behind. Someone who had promised to protect her. And then she’d mentioned the prince. The one she called the closest bond she'd ever known. Jealousy was a strange thing. It crept in through cracks you didn