Break Her Happiness
Early the next morning, Lucia found herself at the breakfast table in the kitchen with Michael. His housekeeper had made them eggs on toast with some bacon strips and pancakes. She had also served some fruit and made a fresh pot of coffee before making herself scarce. Lucia looked at Michael with interest. He, like her, was dressed to leave at any time, but he had insisted they eat first before heading to the palace.
Michael looked, and their eyes connected. Lucia watched as his lips stretched and his eyes softened as he smiled at her. She smiled back sheepishly. She had been caught staring. But how could she not stare? She had the privilege of looking at this man in the flesh, talking to him, and eating with him… Sure, she had always done that even before they were engaged, but she had rights that no one in the world had. She would have those rights for the rest of her life.