Sixty-Nine:
Cecelia Porter
We didn’t go back to the palace. Instead, we went to Jude’s.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked, looking at Henry.
Henry glanced at me. “You don’t want to be royal, do you?”
I shook my head. “I know Delilah’s happy in this life, but it was never the life that I wanted.”
“Well, this is the best way. We’ll fake your death. We’ll save Marlowe. We’ll say that it was you that was kidnapped, and you that died. You can go to America, and you can start your life over.”
“With what money?” I asked.
“That’s why you’re going to stay with Jude. He’s going to help take care of you, and I’m going to pay him back.”
“Won’t people notice that I’m hanging out with Jude?” I said. “They noticed when I just happened to
