66 Pregnant

Tiara's POV...

"She is the one. My would-be wife Princess Tessa!"

The moment I heard Henry saying it, I froze on my position. The floor beneath my feet felt cold and soft, not as much as even a firm carpet, but not right for oak planks. And it seemed to be disappeared along with the world around me.

"Hey, Dylan. Meet her. She is Tessa!" The only voice I could hear was most probably Henry's.

Tessa! How was it possible? Was I seeing things? Was I hearing things? He, Henry is going to marry her!

My mind was swirling, my breaths were shallow. My heart still was beating, but against a chest that felt hollow. My eyes still could see, yet the world that was so close around me seemed so far away.

I was spellbound until Henry came in front of me and spoke with his clam voice. "Tiara, you know her. I don't think I need to introduce her to you."