Page 160 of In Love with a Ruthless Man

Staring up at the prince, she said brokenly, “You made me so happy. So happy, prince, without even trying.”

But the prince didn’t say anything, only pulling her into his arms, and this time she could no longer stop the tears from falling.

She felt his lips brush against her hair, and it was almost like hearing him speak.

I’m sorry.

She squeezed her eyes shut, wishing she could pretend she didn’t understand, wishing she didn’t love him so much that she was able to hear even the words he wasn’t saying.

“Please,” she choked out. “Please just think about it.”

But the prince only started stroking her hair.

The tears fell faster, and she found herself clutching his shirt. “D-don’t you think that means I can make you happy, too?”

The prince’s fingers slowed, threading through the strands of her hair one final time.

Goodbye.

And then he was pulling away.

“Baby, don’t go.” The words were torn out of her.

But the prince still turned his back on her, and all she could do was stand there, crying.

Surreal, everything was so painfully surreal—-

When the prince started to walk away, her body started to shake with uncontrollable sobs.

Igor, you were wrong.

I’m not his special lady.

And then he was gone.

Time slipped past her, and she started to sway.

Grant caught her before she fell. “Fawn—-” He lifted her up and hurriedly laid her on the couch. Kneeling next to her, he turned her face to him—-

Shiny, shattered eyes stared back at him.

God, God, oh God—

It was like looking into the mirror.

Grant yanked her to him, his arms closing around the only girl he loved.

This was his fault,he thought sickly,all this was his goddamn fault.

His arms tightened around Fawn. She would have never fallen in the prince’s clutches if he hadn’t betrayed her, wouldn’t be hurting if he hadn’t—-

“He’ll come back, w-won’t he?”

The sound of her voice made Grant want to weep, and he could only hug Fawn more tightly, telling himself that he was just imagining it.

Dear God, please let me be just imagining it.

Please let her not be as broken as me.

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