Chapter 39 ~ A riding prince

ATHENA

"I'll be on the other side as I wait for the final parade. It was a pleasure to meet you miss....."

"Dawson." I respond. Unsure if it's a good idea from how Alex is staring daggers at Arnold who looks unbothered.

"Thank you for inviting me over, Alex." The woman speaks right after the creep

walks away.

"You're welcome." He responds in a tone ive never heard him use on me.

My fingers curl into fists in my lap, nails pressing into my palms as the scent of vanilla wraps around me like an unwelcome embrace.

She stops beside Alex, a soft, knowing smile playing on her lips, and I watch their silent exchange.

"Athena." She finally acknowledges with a smile so plastic, a Barbie doll has nothing on her.

"Hello." I respond, keeping my voice neutral in case I'm wrong about her.

She knows my name while I don't, and it unsettles me.

"I heard what happened to you," she says, her voice full of concern, and I almost raise my brow. "I'm sorry about that."

I force a polite smile, even as her words dig under my skin.

"No need to be. I'm now perfectly fine, thanks to my caring husband." I offer her a smile of my own and her eye twitches.

"That's wonderful. Alex is a caring man, indeed." she continues, her brown eyes scanning my face as if expecting me to cower.

Not happening, sister.

"My name is Leah."

Leah.

The name sits heavy in my chest.

I nod stiffly. "Nice to meet you... again."

She lets out a quiet laugh, the sound delicate, reserved, and poised. Then, without hesitation, she takes the seat on Alex's other side, leaning in like it's second nature.

I watch as her hand skim the fabric of his suit sleeve, as if she has every right to touch him. She laughs at nothing he's said, but he tolerates her, which tells me all I need to know.

She's the other woman.

Alex doesn't move away.

He doesn't acknowledge her touch.

But he doesn't push her aside either.

my chest tightens, sharp

of

to use the bathroom," I say, my voice

don't wait

and walk away, each

But inside?

Inside, I am unraveling.

moment I step away, my chest tightens as though a

my nose, and I blink rapidly

hate that I have blanks in my head, so I don't know what

my marriage is not only a secret, but i fear he loves

why did

my thoughts, I crash right into a

catch

melted chocolate. He has

someone or trying

blink up at him, caught completely off

the hard, polished, dangerous kind like Alex.

hair is neatly trimmed, giving him a clean look that somehow

that makes me pause, black riding boots, slim white riding pants that tuck perfectly into them, and a fitted dark navy blazer

a white dress shirt inside, open slightly at the collar, and tucked neatly, giving him a

It's definitely a prince.

one brow quirked, his hands

burn as I step back quickly like

I must say, if all women here bump into me like that, I might start making it

myself, rolling

with women you almost

he says, flashing me a grin that could

line is totally

he knows that, and

one seems bearable, or maybe I'm just desperate for

shake my head,

"That's pretty lame."

as if wondering who I was running from. "So? What's got you running like you're about to set fire to the

shrug, keeping my tone casual. "Just needed some fresh air. Crowds aren't

twinkling with mischief. "Or maybe a certain someone's getting under your

at him, caught off guard again.

chuckles. "Only when

before I can respond, he glances down at his second glove and starts to put it on

his hands into his riding gloves, but there's no judgment in his tone - only curiosity. "Trust me,

winks, and I roll my eyes, making

laugh

Who is this man?

tell me,

confused.

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