Chapter Twenty-seven

Maddie wondered if this was how Cinderella felt when she walked into the ball and danced with the prince.

A mix of wonder and disbelief. Wonder because never in her imaginations did she ever think this was possible; dining and dancing with royalty. Disbelief because somewhere in her heart, she was wondering if it would all disappear when she blinked.

But unlike Cinderella that returned back to being a pauper when the clock struck midnight — until the prince came for her — this was her life. This was her new normal. Dining in a building that looked like it was built just to show off its magnificence and eating food that looked so beautiful to eat and was definitely too small to satisfy.

"Why do your kind do things like this?" She asked as the waiter refilled her glass.

Drew cocked his brow. "My kind?"

She bit her lip and that seemed to amuse him. "I know since I am married to you, I have become part of the said kind."

His eyes danced with laughter. "What do our kind do?"

She looked ar