Levi falls into heavy step behind you. You don 't need to turn and address him to know he 's riled up. The aura is oozing off of him. The struggle to accept things, the heartbreak.

The anger.

You say nothing. You feel the ribbon around your wrist, it suddenly feels so tight it could cut your circulation.

One week before the wedding. And to add insult to injury, you have to convince everyone around you the reason for the haste is the reason you adore each other. Not because Zeke 's trying to get rid of you.

But you know there 's no use in pining for the unattainable. You 've been dealt your cards; all you can do is play them to the best of your ability.

You hold your head up high as you arrive to your quarters. Inside, Maid Springer has unpacked your luggage and run a bath.

She 's nowhere to be seen, probably retired for the night.