*Jared*
Eliza’s eyes were still glassy with tears, but I felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest. She fit so perfectly in my arms, and I couldn’t help but feel like that was where she belonged.
A lot of the rewritten memories still swirled in my mind, but I kept them at bay while she basked in my presence.
I didn’t want to hurt her, even if sometimes I felt like I didn’t love her.
I opened my mouth to answer her questions but a loud chiming bell came from the ballroom.
“The naming ceremony is about to begin,” a Royal Guardsman announced.
“Oh, that’s our cue. We need to get in there!” Eliza grabbed my hand and pulled me into the ballroom.
I smiled lightly and went along with her antics. This was a special night and I had no intention of ruining it for her, or for anyone.
As we hurried into the ballroom, I caught Eliza using her thumb to touch up her makeup.