split second, Aimee thought of not answering her call; but, she realized this was not Tara’s fault. “Hey.”
“Aimee, are you ok?”
“Not really.”
“I wanted to tell you, but your dad made it very clear, no one was to say one word to you until he…”
“Tara, it is ok, I am not mad at you. He should have told me what was going on, and he should have never agreed to this.”
“He is looking everywhere for you. Word spread fast that Tanner let the cat out of the bag.”
“I can’t look at him right now.”
“I know what you mean, I am hiding from your dad. So, I don’t have to answer his questions about what happened, and I don’t want to look at him either. Where are you?”
“On the way back to the house.”
“How?”
“Dad’s limo.”
“You took your father’s limo? Aimee, if he decides to leave and finds out, he is going to be furious.”
“Guess what, Tara? I am furious right now.”
“This is not going to go well at all.”
“Definitely not. Can you do a favor for me, and tell dad I took the limo home, and I will send it back to the country club?”
“I will tell him for you, but are you sure you’re ok?”
“The shock is wearing off, and I am into my furious stage. I cannot be in a car alone with the two of them right now.”
“I love you, Aimee. I am here for you, ok?”
“Thanks, Tara. I love you too, and I will call you tomorrow.”
Aimee checked the time on her cell. It was eleven pm, so it was four am in Neahovia. Too early to call her friends. Aiden would be up shortly, and she could call him when she gets home and settled in her room. She was in need of a friend.
When the driver dropped her off, Aimee was planning to go straight to her room. Miss Akers {the kid’s nanny} was in the kitchen and noticed Aimee walking by and called for her.
“Yes, Miss Akers?” She wanted to get to her room fast.
“You are home early. Where are your parents?”
Aimee bit her tongue. “Dad and Deandre are still at the Gala. I needed to leave early, but I sent the limo back for them.”
“Are you ok, dear?”
“I’ll be fine. Good night, Miss Akers.” Aimee didn’t know her well enough to confide in her, so she ran up the stairs.
She went to her room, changed her clothes, and sat in her floor. She laid her head on the side of her bed, as she pulled her knees to her chest. It was nearly midnight, she decided to chance it, and see if Aiden was awake.
“Aimee, are you ok?” He answered on the first ring.
Aimee started sobbing, as she told Aiden about the Gala and the things the others had told her Deandre was up to. He listened to her and did not interrupt as she vented her pain to him.
“Aimee, what they are doing is not right. Do you remember when you told me that people need to trust me because I am a Prince?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Ok, I think the same principle applies in this situation. You have every right to tell them how wrong it is to use your mother’s memory as a sympathy vote.”
“I agree, Aiden, and the thing is, Deandre has never been there for me. Do you remember me telling you about Mrs. Opal, my Gran’s friend that lives on the plantation?”
“Yeah. I remember her, why?”
“She is the one who has been there for me for everything. I learned about the facts of life from her. When I had a problem, I went to her and she would help me through it. Deandre could never wait for me to go back to the plantation or boarding school.”
“And now she wants to take credit for raising you.”
“I have too many morals for her to have had a hand in my raising. She doesn’t even raise her own children, their nanny, Miss Akers, does it all.”
“Aimee, we both know how dirty politics can get. Has your father not considered that when his opponent
“Aimee, are you ok?”
“Not really.”
“I wanted to tell you, but your dad made it very clear, no one was to say one word to you until he…”
“Tara, it is ok, I am not mad at you. He should have told me what was going on, and he should have never agreed to this.”
“He is looking everywhere for you. Word spread fast that Tanner let the cat out of the bag.”
“I can’t look at him right now.”
“I know what you mean, I am hiding from your dad. So, I don’t have to answer his questions about what happened, and I don’t want to look at him either. Where are you?”
“On the way back to the house.”
“How?”
“Dad’s limo.”
“You took your father’s limo? Aimee, if he decides to leave and finds out, he is going to be furious.”
“Guess what, Tara? I am furious right now.”
“This is not going to go well at all.”
“Definitely not. Can you do a favor for me, and tell dad I took the limo home, and I will send it back to the country club?”
“I will tell him for you, but are you sure you’re ok?”
“The shock is wearing off, and I am into my furious stage. I cannot be in a car alone with the two of them right now.”
“I love you, Aimee. I am here for you, ok?”
“Thanks, Tara. I love you too, and I will call you tomorrow.”
Aimee checked the time on her cell. It was eleven pm, so it was four am in Neahovia. Too early to call her friends. Aiden would be up shortly, and she could call him when she gets home and settled in her room. She was in need of a friend.
When the driver dropped her off, Aimee was planning to go straight to her room. Miss Akers {the kid’s nanny} was in the kitchen and noticed Aimee walking by and called for her.
“Yes, Miss Akers?” She wanted to get to her room fast.
“You are home early. Where are your parents?”
Aimee bit her tongue. “Dad and Deandre are still at the Gala. I needed to leave early, but I sent the limo back for them.”
“Are you ok, dear?”
“I’ll be fine. Good night, Miss Akers.” Aimee didn’t know her well enough to confide in her, so she ran up the stairs.
She went to her room, changed her clothes, and sat in her floor. She laid her head on the side of her bed, as she pulled her knees to her chest. It was nearly midnight, she decided to chance it, and see if Aiden was awake.
“Aimee, are you ok?” He answered on the first ring.
Aimee started sobbing, as she told Aiden about the Gala and the things the others had told her Deandre was up to. He listened to her and did not interrupt as she vented her pain to him.
“Aimee, what they are doing is not right. Do you remember when you told me that people need to trust me because I am a Prince?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Ok, I think the same principle applies in this situation. You have every right to tell them how wrong it is to use your mother’s memory as a sympathy vote.”
“I agree, Aiden, and the thing is, Deandre has never been there for me. Do you remember me telling you about Mrs. Opal, my Gran’s friend that lives on the plantation?”
“Yeah. I remember her, why?”
“She is the one who has been there for me for everything. I learned about the facts of life from her. When I had a problem, I went to her and she would help me through it. Deandre could never wait for me to go back to the plantation or boarding school.”
“And now she wants to take credit for raising you.”
“I have too many morals for her to have had a hand in my raising. She doesn’t even raise her own children, their nanny, Miss Akers, does it all.”
“Aimee, we both know how dirty politics can get. Has your father not considered that when his opponent
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