Spare

Being British, being Windsors, we began chatting casually about the weather.

The Heir and the Spare—there was no judgment about it, but also no ambiguity. I was the shadow, the support, the Plan B. I was brought into the world in case something happened to Willy

They can't break me, I thought. Is it, I wondered, because I'm already broken?

It felt so good to make others laugh, especially when I hadn't laughed for months.