Celeste's POV:
Ashley finally pulled America out of Maxon's arms and her and Carlton are now shimmying on the dance floor. Well, the best shiny that 2-left-feet-Singer can manage. I dragged Maxon into the gardens. Which is no easy feet. His strong arms were no match for my twigs, but nails win every time. "Listen up Maxon, you better get your act together, get on your knees, and grovel, because otherwise you're going to loose her." And then something happened that I never thought would. The king of one of the most powerful countries in the world started crying. I had talked to America, and the only time Maxon had ever cried before was when she told him she was pregnant with the twins, and then it wasn't proper, just a few tears. I didn't know what to do. So I left.
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Maxerica Marriage
FanfictionWhen America's marriage hits a bump, it's up to her to make a big decision that will leave Maxon shocked. -I am a huge Maxerica shipper, and this book will be focused on that
