Autumn's POV

I walk around the hospital room, now that I'm able to really walk again and not feel dizzy. My doctor is signing me out in the main office desk as I wait to go home. Unfortunately, a few days back, I received a voicemail from my parents, saying that they've flew to London to prep for my wedding.

On another note, the doctor says I won't be blind after all, and the damage on my forehead is only a scar now. I may mix up words from time to time but other than that there aren't any after effects; which I find good to know. I've gained most my memory back, and now realize I'm going to be married in only a few days time. Not only that, but Luke Hemmings, my best friend, claims to be in love with me. And as for how I feel back? Well I guess I'm not sure. After laying in my hospital bed, weeks on end and thinking it through, fairly thoroughly, I've decided I don't think I want to marry the prince. Oliver is nice and sweet-a good friend. But I don't feel like I love him in that way. Luke...I don't know about Luke. I'd rather not admit I'm in love with my best friend's brother. She'd never see me the same way again. And my parents would never let her be with someone other than royalty. Besides, I'm going to be a married woman in three days. My parents can't call it off-especially not now.

Oh the hidden woes of a princess.

Luke's POV

I dial Autumn's number and it rings three times before she answers (Her mom said she was out of the hospital). I pace until she answers, "Hello? Luke?" She answers with no struggle or sound of pain.

"Autumn! How are you? Feeling better I hope?! I'm uh..sorry for confessing my feelings on you so suddenly. Must have been a lot to process. Oh I'm just glad, you're okay. Do you want to come over and talk more over some tea and maybe a board game or two? I really miss your company. Nevermind that, I just really miss you." I end up saying all at once.

"...Yeah sure I'll come over. Be there soon. Bye Luke." And with that she hangs up. I sigh, hoping I don't stress her out since she knows how I feel. I don't want things to be awkward between us. I don't want to lose her. I don't want to lose my Autumn-bear. I really love her. And I mean really love her. But that's beside the point, point being I just want her happy and love being with her, no matter platonically or amorously. I hope she'll be alright, she's got a lot on her shoulders.

After an hour she shows up and I have monopoly and pictionary set up and I have an array of her favorite snack ready-gummy Bears, caramels, sugar popcorn, and more. Her eyes light up at the sight of these things and she runs to give me a hug. I stop her and say we have to talk. We have to work things out. She says she has a few things to say herself, and a confession. She also says she has some bad news. I wait for her to tell me. I wonder what it is she has to say...?