The Last Laugh

Summary

It was the fifth year of our relationship when Seraphina finally said yes.

But on the day of our engagement party, she vanished. No calls, no texts. I waited all night, only to be greeted the next morning by a trending photo on social media: Seraphina at a gala, arm-in-arm with her childhood friend, Marcus Thorne.

In the high-resolution image, I could see them pressed close together. I could also see the distinct, angry purple of a hickey on her neck. I laughed.

I laughed at how blind she was. To have a king by her side for five years and mistake him for a pawn.