Alexia's POV:
When I remembered… I only remembered the luxury of the kingdom—the good things about my former life. The royalty. The privileges.
In this life, where I was suffering—poor, burdened, raised by a drunken mother—my mind clung to the pleasures of my past life, hiding its thorns behind glitter and gold. I romanticized it.
It wasn't until I agreed to marry Aiden, convinced he was the one who killed me in that former life, that things began to shift. I wanted revenge. I was so sure he was my murderer.
But after we started getting intimate—after the walls between us began to fall—then the flashes came. The truth. Not just the splendor of my royal life… but the cruelty. The obligations. The weight of being a princess.
And worst of all… how cruel I had been to him.
The hate I once felt for Aiden, the desire for vengeance—it began to fade. All of it did.
Because as the truth of who I was came rushing back… I could no longer deny what I had done.
