Sebastian's POV
I watch as Madelyn pulls back the curtains to her daughter’s room. She turns in my direction, where I sit on my balcony rail. With my water bottle in hand, I give her a spirited wave.
I smirk at the two women in the other room, two different reactions painted on each face. I bite my tongue to avoid laughing when Evelyn’s jaw drops. She starts mouthing curses at me, clearly confounded and tired of my bullshit.
Her mother, however, nods at me with a kind smile. “Hello, Sebastian,” she calls as she turns back to her daughter, the two disappearing into the room to chat.
I keep myself from losing my s**t as I roll my eyes with a smile. This Princess really underestimates me, doesn’t she?
I stare out at the stars and sea, imagining a different life I could have had—a life wh
