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Chapter 167

Chapter 167

“What are you doing?” | asked as he walked back to me.

Still without answering, he reached up and gently tucked the rose behind my ear, his fingers brushing against

my cheek. “Dance

with me.”

| stared at him in shock. “What?”

“There's music inside. We can hear it perfectly well out here.” He eld out his hand. “Dance with me, Ella.”

| looked down at his outstretched hand, then back up at his face. This felt like a trap somehow. Another

performance, perhaps for cameras hidden in the bushes.

But if there were no cameras... It didn’t make a damn lick of sense. Alexander wasn’t romantic withwhen he

didn’t have to

be.

“Why?”

“Because | want to.” Alexander stepped closer. “And we haven't had a chance to dance all night.”

My heart did something stupid and fluttery at his words, even though | knew better. This was just Alexander

being charming, probably trying to make up for hurting my feelings earlier. But Godless help me, | wanted to

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believe it was real.

“Okay,” | said softly, placing my hand in his.

Alexander pulledcloser, one hand settling on my waist while the other held mine. The music from inside the

ballroom drifted out through the open doors, slow and romantic and perfect for a gentle waltz.

We moved together slowly, and | was surprised by how well we fit. Alexander was a good dancer, leading me

through the steps with easy confidence. The rose in my hair released its sweet scent every t| moved, and

the moonlight turned everything silver as if the Moon Goddess herself were shining her light upon us.

For a few minutes, | let myself pretend this was real. That Alexander had soughtout because he missed me,

not because he felt guilty about something he’d said. That the tender way he was looking atmeant

something more than political convenience.

| had so many questions | wanted to ask. About the contract. About whether he'd ever consider making our

marriage real instead of just legal. About whether there was any chance he might actually fall in love with me

someday.

But | kept my mouth shut. I didn’t want to ruin this moment, this brief glimpse into the fantasy I'd created earlier

for those women at the party. The story where Alexander was a devoted husband who broughtflowers and

whispered sweet things in

my ear.

Maybe it was pathetic, but | wanted to live in that fairy tale for just few more minutes. Even if it would disappear

the second we got home.

And so | simply closed my eyes and let my head rest against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart

beneath my ear, His arms tightened around me, holdingcloser, and for a moment | could almost believe that

this meant something to him.

We swayed together in silence, no longer really dancing but just holding each other under the moonlight.

This was what I'd always dreamed marriage would be like. Quiet moments, tender touches that meant

everything and nothing all at once. The feeling of being safe in the arms of someone who loved me.

Eventually, however, just as all things must-it cto an end. The music slowed, then stopped, and our feet

stopped swaying across the stone pavers.

“We should go,” Alexander said, stepping back and checking his watch. “It’s late.”

| nodded, honestly exhausted myself. The fantasy had been nice to a little while, at least. All in all, it had been a

good night. Even if everything was take, | had a feeling | would look back on this evening fondly.

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When we finally pulled into the mansion’s driveway about an hour later, Alexander helpedout of the car like

the perfect gentleman he’d been all evening. But as we walked through the front door, | could already feel him

pulling away.

“You should go to bed,” he said, leavingat the foot of the stairs “I have sbusiness to handle.”

And just like that, he turned and leftstanding there, and the fantasy shattered the moment the clock struck

midnight.

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