The Heiress With Seven Secret Identies (Stella Shaw) novel Chapter 447

"Nicole, I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you, too."

For weeks, they had been forced to watch one another from a distance, unable to get close. They used to be inseparable; now, even a moment together felt like a stolen luxury.

"Nicole, you're leaving the country."

"Yeah," she whispered, her grip on him tightening. "Jasper, I'm sorry."

"You never have to apologize to me."

The Moore family was responsible for this mess, not her. He ran a hand through her hair, his eyes full of devotion as he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.

"Nicole... will you forget me?"

"Never."

Jasper felt a sting in his nose at her resolve.

"You're etched into my very soul, Jasper," she said softly. "How could I forget? It's just... neither of us belongs only to ourselves anymore."

Before she could finish, Jasper silenced her with a kiss, catching the rest of her words in her throat.

"Nicole, no matter what happens in the future," he said, pulling back slightly, "I only ask that you think of me whenever you look up at the moon. That's enough."

"And what about you?" she asked.

"What about me?"

"Will you forget me?"

Jasper gave her cheek a playful, gentle squeeze. "Don't talk nonsense. Jasper will never forget Nicole. Not ever."

"What if... what if we—"

He placed a hand over her mouth, the love in his eyes no longer restrained. "If Nicole can't be Jasper's wife, then Jasper will become Nicole's guardian."

The sheer longing and restraint in his gaze were heartbreaking.

"My life will be spent watching over you from afar, supporting you in silence, and helping you from the shadows. And you, Nicole—you only have one job. You have to be happy. Be so happy it hurts."

"The group is looping back," Nicole said urgently, though she didn't want to let go. If they didn't get back in line soon, the bodyguards would definitely notice.

Jasper caught her for one last deep, breathless kiss.

"Jasper, I'll be in Valoria," she whispered. "I'll be waiting for you to come and marry me."

She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek and sprinted back into the formation. Amelia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her friend return.

"Those bodyguards of yours have eyes like hawks," Amelia whispered. "They nearly saw you." Fortunately, they had planned ahead and insisted the guards keep their distance.

"Amelia, thank you."

Amelia only looked at her with a sympathetic, aching heart.

Jasper stopped running. When his bodyguards finally spotted him, they looked visibly relieved.

"Mr. Moore, what are you doing over here?" one asked.

Would their star ever truly come?

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