Shattered Goodbye

My voice surprised even me—how flat and cold it was.

“I already made my decision,” I said, leaving no room for an argument.

A flicker of pain crossed his face, but it quickly turned into anger.

“I knew you’d do something like this. That’s why I told my father to call the Don.” I continued, “He agreed,” I swallowed,

“As of this morning, there’s a new arrangement—an offer to marry the Russian prince