REGINA’S POV

It was Edmund.

“Someone is in a bad mood this evening,” he commented, his lips twisting wryly as he glanced at the mess I made all over.

I let out a sharp sigh and looked away. “What do you want, Edmund? Now isn’t the right time.”

He was the least person I expected to see now. In fact, now wasn’t the right time for anyone to visit. I needed time to think and collect myself together. The maids can come arrange the room later and get me a new phone. My entire day and night has already been ruined. I don’t even think I will be attending the...