Chapter 58: Make Sure of It

KEILAH

“Please,” I whispered. “Prove to me that you’re a good person. You never wanted any of this, right? You don’t love me. You don’t even like me. You’re not going to be happy if you marry me.”

He didn’t respond, so I felt hopeful that he was going to change his mind.

“If you do proceed with this,” I said. “I’m going to spend the rest of my life hating you. You're not going to be happy, and neither will I.”

“Shit,” he cursed, moving away from me and pacing back and forth.

I sighed in relief when he finally moved away from me.

“I—I’m sorry,” he said once again. “I just want the throne so fucking bad.”

“Do you, really?” I asked. “Do you want the throne, or do you want to please your dad?”

“I don’t know,” he muttered under his breath. “I’ve chased the throne for so long and competed with Enzo since we were children that I don’t know what I even want anymore.”

“I think it’s time you start thinking for yourself and not about what other people think of you,” I softly said.

“I know,”