FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE CURSED PRINCE
Chapter Sixteen
Selena forced everyone to take some ibuprofen, down two glasses of water, and load up on coffee.
"I'm starting to feel sober, but my stomach feels like I ate a metal sandwich," said Kira. "Tequila kills."
"Nice epitaph. Keep drinking the java, honey." She turned to Smenkare. "It's time for you to spill your guts."
"How would you propose I do that?"
"I don't mean literally. Tell us about the curse. Why are you stuck in that damned thing?"
Smenkare looked at Kira. How would she feel about him if she knew his sins? She cared for him like no other had before, not even Mentari, who'd loved her goddess more than him. "Do you wish to know, Kira?" he asked softly.
She nodded, her gaze compassionate.
