Page 84 of Truth (Wicked Empire 2)

“I had them bring it in when you weren’t looking,” he said.

I stared at it, then looked at him, my eyes starting to tear.

“Don’t be upset, Amethyst. If you don’t like it, we can get something else,” he said.

“I love it,” I responded.

When the first tear fell, he pulled me into a hug.

“Then why are you crying?”

“Just ’cause,” I said.

It wasn’t true.

I was crying because I was overwhelmed.

Because when he did things like this, it made me feel like I mattered, made the love that I wanted to deny that much deeper.

But I couldn’t tell him that.

So I didn’t.

Instead, I hugged him, and thought that maybe—possibly—we could make a life together.

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