Chapter Eight Six 

Nina's POV

13 years later.

I tried to get out of bed when Prince Stefan held my hand."Where are you going so early in the morning?" He pulled me back to bed and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"You know I have missed being so closed to you.We are both busy with work and I barely even hold you like this anymore." He rested his head on my back.Prince Stefan should understand that for the past thirteen years, things have changed.We have a teenage boy and an eight year old who thinks is a princess.

"Prince Stefan, it's Saturday and Ethan will soon wake up very...