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Then there’s a ring in the distance and Elle freezes, her gaze flying to the clock tower in the distance. Fuck, it’s midnight already?
“Huh,” Prince Tao comments. “That time flew fast.”
But the words don’t register in her brain. She panics and scrambles to her feet, stuttering.
“I’m so sorry, Your Highness, but I must go.”
He grabs her hand. “Wait, the ball’s not over yet.”
“I must go,” she repeats.
“Can I see you again?”
She looks at him and gives a sad smile.
“I-I don’t know. Maybe one day.”
Then, unable to waste another second, she runs.
