CLARA’S POVThree weeks, that was how long it had been since my coronation and one week, one whole week since Rowan started acting like I didn’t exist.Not completely, though, he still spoke to me when necessary, still asked if I had eaten, still made sure guards and maids followed me around like I was some fragile thing that could break at any moment, but that was it.No more late night conversations, no more lingering touches, no more him like he usually was before.It was like he had built a wall overnight, and I didn’t even know what I did to deserve it.I sat by the window in our room, my fingers tracing the edge of the curtain absentmindedly. The sky outside was dull, matching exactly how I felt inside.Empty and confused.Oh and also angry, mostly angry. Because if I did something wrong, then he should say it, not this silence.The door creaked open behind me.I didn’t turn immediately, I already knew it was him.“You’re here,” I said quietly.A pause, then, “I came to talk.”I
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