Chris’s POV
I’m walking back to my room at the palace when I run into Emma. When she first notices me, she rolls her eyes and starts taking off.
“Em.” I call out to her. She starts running faster, irritating me. I groan frustrated. “Em.” I holler out again, using my authoritative tone.
She spins around. “Yes, your Majesty?” She bows, sarcastically.
It irritates me. We were best friends. I struggle to keep my irritance at bay. I scowl at her and take a deep breath. I’m already upset that Rae didn’t show. I had hoped that years apart would help her feel better.
“Em. Get up, you know that you can call me Chris.” I tell her.
She doesn’t look very happy that I consider her a friend. Great. I knew that Rae and her were best friends but could they both not forgive me? I’ve changed. I’m sorry for what I’ve done. She looks at me disbelieving.