Maxon's P.O.V.
America is back in the palace. After 8 years she's back. I wonder if she's married. Never mind, why would I care?
"Maxon?" Kriss asked
"Yes my dear?" America hated it when I called her that
"Are you ok?" She asked
"Darling, you keep telling me to keep the castes but I really think we need to get rid of them." I sighed
For a brief second panic flashed in her eyes. But it was gone in a jiff, leaving me wondering if it was really there
"It'll only cause unrest."
"Bu-" She cut me off
"It's because of America isn't it?" She asked
"Ms. Singer has nothing to do with it." I said
"Why are you assuming she's not married?" Kriss shot back "Do you hope she's not married?"
"My dear let's go to sleep? Forget about this?" I offered, opening my arms
"Oh well." She yawned, crawling into them
We both fell asleep quickly.
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Kriss's P.O.V.
Maxon let out a snort. He was definitely asleep.
I crept out of his arms.
My nightgown swished against my skin.
I crept into my room.
My private phone sat on my nightstand
I dialed his number.
"Kriss?" Liam asked
"I can't anymore! Maxon wants to eliminate the castes. I can't stop him anymore." I whisper-yelled
"Kriss. You keep your husband controlled. Because I swear on Gregory Illea that Anna and Andrew aren't safe." He said menacingly
"No!" I breathed
"Yes." He growled
"You keep away from my children! They are not a part in this." I screamed as softly as I could
"We'll see. We'll see." He said, hanging up.
I dropped the phone and raced to Anna's room.
She was there sleeping on her bed, her diary opened.
I sat down on the bed next to her, stroking hair out of her face.
The name Liam caught my eye in a page of her journal.
Dear Diary,
A man named Liam keeps visiting us. I don't know what he wants but he's nice. I wonder if Mother or Father know him?
Me and Andrew got a music tutor. She's super nice, but she seems nervous about being in the palace. When I picked her Lady Brice tried to hide a laugh. I wonder what that was about?
Tomorrow, Mother and Father will meet her. Maybe her and mother have a history. Or her and father. Yuck, I'm not thinking about that. I'm getting sleep so I'm going to sleep.
Goodnight diary
I was outraged. Liam had been visiting Anna? I sighed, looking at her beautiful face.
Her honey blonde hair was down and splayed across the mattress.
Next I went to Andrew's room. He was also in his bed, clutching his ragged stuffed bear.
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One Wrong Move - A Selection Fanfiction
RomanceAmerica is dying. Slowly. She hasn't been eating or sleeping. Maxon did this to her. She knows she should be mad. But how can she? He's the man she loves. She can hardly keep herself together at the wedding. Maxon on the other hand....... Maxon coul...
