Sixty-one:
Prince Henry
I saw her sneak out in the middle of the night. I heard the rocks against her window too. I knew they would have some kind of goodbye. I just hoped that it wouldn’t happen the night before our engagement was supposed to be announced. Or maybe there would be a letter. I thought about going out there and putting a stop to it. I stood by the window, and I could see the light of Marlowe’s cell phone in the garden.
Even from my window, I could even hear the faint sounds of music playing. It was like watching my heart slip away. Even if I had her, he was always going to be hers. He’d be her first real, love.
As I stood by my window, I heard movement outside my room. Cecelia’s was right across from mine. I knew Cecelia was outsid
