Excerpt: A Royal Internship

When I did read the note, I could feel my jaw falling to the floor. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” I stood up, hoping Josh would walk in at any moment. “What kind of sick joke is this?” 

I kicked off the one shoe I had managed to secure and raced back to my purse to pull out my phone. Scrolling through the contacts, I finally found Josh and skipped straight to calling him. Contrary to what he seemed to believe, this wasn’t something you did in writing. 

When the call went straight to voicemail, I had my answer. The note wasn’t a joke. 

I’d been asking him to get me flowers for three years and the first time he decided to listen is so he can break off the engagement and ask me to please leave the ring on the table. There has to be some irony in there somewhere, but I can’t find it right now.  

I ripped the note in half and threw it onto the table before picking up the vase and walking across the kitchen to smash the flowers into the sink as hard as I could.

You can read A Royal Internship on my Wattpad profile. Or, you can find more posts about the story here.

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