Kill This Love
Andrew spun toward me, panic lacing his voice.
“Evelyn, say something! It’s a mistake, isn’t it? You chose me—Grandfather just got it wrong, right?”
I met his gaze, my voice cold and steady.
“I chose William.”
William froze, eyes wide with disbelief.
Andrew’s composure shattered. He seized my hand, shouting,
“No! That’s impossible! Everyone knows you love me. You can’t throw yourself away on this cripple!”
The attendants moved at once, ordering the guards to pull him back.