The Prince's Soulmate - S01 E70

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The Prince's Soulmate - S01 E70

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 70

“I’m not telling you now, though,” he said as his face heated up some more.

He cleared his throat and turned around so he wasn't facing me. It was always so fascinating seeing Ashton blush. Usually he was confident and collected, but when he blushed it was pretty cute.

“And last,” he said. “Nicole and I are not together. I just officially said it to her face because I don’t think she took the text seriously.”

That would make sense as to why she didn’t go out of her way to plot some attack on me this week. Wait… text?

“Ashton, tell me you did not break up with her over text,” I asked horrified.

“I did. I was given an hour to break up with her. I couldn’t meet up with her so suddenly.”

“But still. Not even a video call or something. Over text?” I repeated in complete bafflement.

Ashton shrugged. “I think she finally got the message now though.”

I sighed. “I thought you two got back together.”

“What gave you that idea?”

“Umm, the fact that you were hanging out with her at school and completely ignored me?”

He rubbed his hand along his neck and offered me a sheepish smile. I scowled at him.

I looked around. “I didn’t even know that you were planning a party.”

“It was something I decided on Tuesday. I was pretty upset with you,” he admitted.

“I never noticed,” I informed him sarcastically. “So is that like your default setting? You just throw parties whenever you get upset?”

Ashton puckered his brows as he thought about this. “Pretty much. But not all the time. If anything, this one is to upset the king. He probably figured out where I am by now.”

“He doesn’t know that you’re throwing a party?” I asked quizzically.

“Nope,” he grinned proudly.

“You and your rebellions,” I laughed.

He led me over to a sofa and we sat down.

“I also kinda thought it would have helped me to stop thinking about you for a while,” he admitted.

“How’s that working out?”

“No luck,” he said with a small smile. “You were all over my mind. That’s why I came up here. I wanted to get away from everyone for a while.”

“And Nicole followed you up,” I chuckled and he sighed.

“I’m really sorry I tried to pressure you into accepting me,” he apologized again.

“I know that you were doing it for Brooke,” I reminded him. “How does it work though? The mind thing that your dad does.”

Ashton looked troubled as he pulled something out of his pocket. He opened his palm to reveal the ring he always wore at the palace.

“He uses this.”

“Your ring?” I asked, taking it from him to examine it.

It held the royal crest, so I could see why it would be too conspicuous if he wore it in public. But there didn’t seem to be anything unusual with the ring itself.

“Under here,” he said, pointing to the inside of the ring.

I ran my index finger across the smooth gold underside of the ring. I felt a tiny bump in the metal. It was barely noticeable and the wearer probably wouldn’t even feel it.