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Chapter 22
Maddox's POV
Today.
What. A. Day.
Today was the absolute hardest day for me to get up, go to work and just leave Willow there, alone and stuck to that bed.
I don’t know what’s come over me to be this horrible to her- to make her suffer the way I am. But that’s how it really is here in this castle, being the King’s wife. She has so little freedom because of who she is now.
She’s better stuck to that bed, alone in that room, than she is roaming about in the castle where a guard, or some common folk who has broken in, could snatch her up. I can’t have that, she’s carrying my heirs already which makes her just that much more important. And even with what has to happen and what I must say and do to her, I still love her, and losing her her would break me into a million pieces.
Fuck. I need to get my head out of my ass, I'm not thinking stra
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