"Passionate?" Sage frowned. "We never were. My terms were clear with you even before recognizing you as my girlfriend, that we wouldn't be sharing any feelings with each other," he reminded her.
"Yes, I remember it. But how could you do this to me? We have been together for months, Sage. You simply broke up with me because you found out your father wanted Princess Katelyn's hand for you. I know everything. Your mother told me," Eleanor stated.
Sage clenched his fist at his side. His stepmother was again into it, ruining his life.
"You don't remember anything, Eleanor. Before spending a night together and becoming a couple, I was very clear: not to return crying to me if one day I broke up with you. Your answer was: 'Don't worry. I've no interest in falling in love with you.'"
Katelyn, from the other side of the room, kept glancing in Sage's direction.
