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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

STELLA GRIPPED THE back of a chair as Eduardo slammed the door behind him. Leaving her. He didn’t think for a minute that she’d escape. And he was right. How could she, with all the royal protection officers, the cameras, the security here keeping people out? Keeping her trapped.

Then you love it. That’s why you’re here.

He couldn’t have been clearer. He wasn’t going to be the father she needed for her child. And she knew how much it hurt to have a parent who let you down time and time again. To have a husband who was just as emotionally unavailable and unsupportive... That would tear her in two.

He’d been so cold. A different person from the man who’d held her, listened to her, cared for her last night. For an hour she’d felt that heaven might be right here. But he’d ripped that façade away in seconds this morning.

She crumpled to the floor, tears running down her face.

‘Stella?’

She looked up as the door opened again. Then she groaned and lifted her hands to hide her face. Her father was here. He’d finally turned up and it was when she least wanted to see him.

‘Stella?’ He rushed towards her. ‘What’s happened?’

‘Nothing.’ She quickly stood up and stepped back. As if she could ever tell him.

But the tears wouldn’t stop. And she couldn’t breathe properly.

‘I’m sorry you have to see me like this. Crying like a...girl.’ She sniffed. So angry and hurt and humiliated. ‘Can we talk later?’

‘No.’ Her father had stopped a foot from her, his face ashen. ‘This can’t wait.’

She pulled a handful of tissues from a box on the desk and drew in another deep breath. But she couldn’t control the sobs.

‘Stop, Stella.’ Her father reached out and touched her shoulder.

She froze, waited for what felt like eons before he spoke again, gravelly, sombre and slow.

‘When I saw you last night at the ball with him I wondered. Thought maybe I’d been wrong. But it seems I wasn’t.’

‘Wrong about what?’ What was her uncommunicative father trying to tell her?

He sat down heavily in a nearby chair and looked up at her. ‘A few months ago you went missing from the barracks for the afternoon,’ he said slowly, looking more tired than she’d ever seen him. ‘That same day Prince Eduardo pulled out of a public appearance at the last minute. He was due to speak at a gallery not far from the base. When he was seen the next day he had a black eye. He made lame jokes about falling over but there was conjecture—it was the kind of bruise you got from a fight, not a crash into a door.’

General Zambrano stopped. The grim look became a thunderous frown again.

‘The next thing you’re pregnant, and clearly shocked about it. Then you disappear—only to reappear a few days later married to the Prince.’

Stella stared at her father. That was the longest speech he’d given her in years. ‘What are you asking me?’

‘Did he hurt you? Did you try to fight him off and fail?’

Her father thought Eduardo had assaulted her in some way?

‘Oh, no. No. No. No.’ Stella stepped closer, so shocked her tears stopped. ‘Eduardo would never...’

Her father didn’t look relieved. ‘I wouldn’t let him serve in the army because of the risk to other soldiers. He would have been a target. He can serve the country better elsewhere and Prince Antonio agrees. But Eduardo was very angry.’

‘He still is.’ Stella managed half a smile. ‘He would have been a good soldier.’

‘Did he hurt you?’ her father asked again.

‘Not in the way you mean. Never.’ She looked down, embarrassed at discussing something so personal with her father. ‘What we’ve shared, I’ve wanted. The trouble is I want more than he’s able to give me.’

‘Meaning?’

‘Meaning we had a very brief affair and I got pregnant and he’s done “the right thing”... More than that, he’s done everything he can to protect me and this baby. But that’s all it is.’

‘Is he supportive?’ Her father cleared his throat. ‘He’s ensuring you have the best doctors?’

‘Of course.’ Her heart seized. She still hadn’t told Eduardo. She couldn’t—certainly not now. But because of her position as his wife she’d have the best specialist care.

‘You were arguing. I heard raised voices from along the corridor. And you’re upset.’

‘Because I’ve been stupid.’ To her horror, her eyes filled with tears again.

‘Stella...’

She couldn’t stand such a quiet word from her father. From the General.

‘I can’t be with a man who doesn’t love me,’ she cried. ‘I won’t live like that any more. I deserve more.’ She covered her face with her hands, willing her father to leave.

But he didn’t move.

‘I’ve tried to protect you for so long,’ he said unevenly. ‘Misguidedly.’

She looked up at him. He thought he’d been protecting her? ‘You wouldn’t let them promote me.’

In his eyes she saw so much. Hopelessness. Helplessness. Vulnerability. Love.

Her heart broke all over again.

‘What can I do?’ he asked gruffly.

‘I need to get away from here,’ she said wretchedly. ‘I need time to think.’

He stood. ‘How quickly can you be ready?’

‘I’m a soldier. I’m ready now.’

‘Then I’ll arrange it.’

Wordless, she felt her eyes well up again. All she could do was nod and turn away.

He would never open up to her the way she’d like him to. Never give her a paternal hug. Never tell her he loved her. But finally it seemed he might try to show her.