I was lying in bed when I thought about Prince Augustus and the Borstal. I took out my laptop and went to Borstal's website, but there was no new information regarding Prince or anybody else. Why do I think about them? It didn't matter if I left. The prince was obviously happy about me leaving. I took out my phone. When I check the text messages, I am astounded to see that the messages I typed were sent to Prince Augustus. Prince Augustus Hearst: You deserve every harsh word I've uttered about you. However, I should not refrain from saying thank you. You must at least inform me that you are the one who carried me to the doctor. What's the point of lying about it? Why bother Lincoln? [SEEN]"NO!" I yelled. "The prince has already seen it!" You're so careless, Gemma, you never consider before you act. Gosh! This is too humiliating. No way... Why am I behaving this way? I won't see the prince anymore because I'm no longer the personal maid. I shouldn't be worried. I was about to turn
Deacon spins the car around, enjoying taunting me and refusing to stop as if he wanted me to puke in his car. I felt dizzy as his car completely stop. "Are you alright?" Deacon said as he assisted me down.I gave him the thumbs up."Does riding in a fast car feel fun?" he teased."This is the first and only time I’ll do so," I said, putting both hands on my head. "I swear, I’m never going to ride there again.""It’s your first experience, so it’s natural to feel dizzy," he explained.Deacon’s friends, who are also racers, came over to us. They all shook my hand, one after the other. Honestly, this is making me uneasy. They were all focused on me and less on the race. They looked at me as if I am an actor."You know, Gemma, I’m actually surprised that Nyx brought a ‘FRIEND’ here," the guy in a leather jacket said.I forced a laugh."This is the first time Nyx has taken someone onto the racetrack," said the guy with a nose piercing.Deacon and his companions continue to talk. I simply no
"Prince Augustus!" I screamed as I moved nearer to where he crashed. I almost collapsed when I saw how hard his car had hit the railing. I continued crying out to him. I was too terrified to approach him, nor did I know what to do first.When I looked around the racetrack, I noticed everyone was just looking at his car and doing nothing. "S- someone..." No one came to rescue him, not even a medic or staff."They don’t want me, but once they realize I’m the prince, they’ll eventually like me."How come... There was no one here to help you? Both of my legs, which had previously been sluggish, now took a step closer, and as I moved, tears poured out, tears of sympathy rather than fear. When I glanced out the window and noticed the prince's eyes were open, I sighed in relief. There was a lot of blood on his head. I brushed it off before reaching out my hand to him. "I got you."I helped Prince Augustus out of the car by placing his hand on my shoulder. We hadn’t even gotten out of the car
We headed straight for Lincoln’s mansion to transfer the prince. Fortunately, Lincoln’s older sister is a doctor, but the prince remains in danger. He lost a lot of blood and was in a lot of pain. Lincoln’s sister wants to take the prince to the hospital because he can be treated better, but we insist on keeping him in Lincoln’s house since he has a secret that no one can discover. Lincoln’s sister is acquainted with Prince Augustus but unaware that he was a prince. When she discovered this, she quickly asked Lincoln to take Prince Augustus to her chamber and do whatever the doctor needed to do to save the prince’s life.Lincoln and I were escorted out of his sister’s room. My fears did not leave me after she shut the door. I was so nervous that I couldn’t even stand by idly. I’m strolling back and forth as Lincoln sits in front of the door."Can you settle down? Prince Augustus will be OK; my sister is one of the greatest doctors in the world, and she’ll never let the prince die.""I
Lincoln had to go to Borstal, leaving me alone to keep an eye on the prince. The silence was deafening, with just the noise of the heart monitor to be heard. I didn’t move my gaze away from the prince, and I didn’t do anything else that eventually caused me to feel drowsy.I was able to keep my eyes open at first but eventually fell asleep. A loud boom of something jolted me awake. My eyes almost widened as I realized the prince was no longer in the room. I instantly rose, and when I exited the room, I noticed Prince Augustus coming down the stairs. I called out his name before he took his first step down the stairs. He was knocked off balance because it surprised him when I emerged out of nowhere. I walked rapidly with my foot to keep him from going down the stairs, but even if I caught him, he would still fall, so I had no choice but to drag him away from the stairs and yank him along with my body. Both of us landed with a loud bang, and as Prince Augustus fell on my body, the wound
As soon as I got out of the taxi, I sought out Allerixk and Blythe. As I was searching for them, I thought about calling Mama and Kuya Samuel, but their phones were out of service. A familiar voice from the backyard cried out the name of Allerick. I knew it was Blythe. There I saw Allerick laying down with Blythe standing in front of him, her clothing stained with blood and sobbing.I drew nearer to them. When I saw the blood on the road, a deep sensation of terror washed over them, a short paralysis. "Allerick!" I yelled."Ate, ate!" Blythe cried out in distress.I grabbed Allerick’s backpack as he was lying on the ground, looking for something I could wrap around his head before picking him up. "Get a cab!""Ate...""Blythe, take a cab!" I said as I shoved Blythe away.Blythe wept with a loud voice as she rushed away from us, and when she returned, she was already in the cab. Allerick was carried by the driver. Blythe couldn’t stop weeping and refused to let go of Allerick’s hand unt
"You must make a decision; if he is not operated on soon, he may die," the doctor said."However, you mentioned there was a possibility he would not be able to cope just after the procedure.""We still have to try; we will do everything we can to make the procedure successful; all you have to do is believe that he will survive.""Doctor, how much does the procedure cost?" I asked."The craniotomy operation costs $20,703, or a million.""Million?" I murmured. That’s how huge Allerick’s surgery will be. Where do we get that much money? We couldn’t even afford Allerick and Blythe’s school fees."H-how are we going to pay for such a costly surgery of Allerick?" Mama grasped her head. I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing Mama sobbing and struggling again, so I walked out of the hospital.I kept walking fast as if I couldn’t stop myself. Even if I attempt to keep back the flood of tears that have been building up since then. I can’t; it’s flowing into my eyes on purpose. And while I ran, my
I waited outside the door for the prince to signal that it was safe for me to enter King Lucien’s office. It is impossible to hear a single thing they say since the room is soundproof. Until Mr. Osiris opened the door, which have served as a cue for me to go inside. As I moved near King Lucien’s desk, my hand became restless. I stopped walking and lowered my head in respect."Your Majesty," "Gemma, I wasn’t expecting to see you so early." As he reclined in his chair, King Lucien began to speak. "You don’t seem to be in good shape."Y-your majesty, please forgive me for breaking our agreement and for coming back to beg for your help once again. It’s just that I don’t know of anybody else who may be able to help." I took a deep breath and continued. "My younger brother, Allerick, had an accident, and the doctor determined that he needed surgery, which would cost almost a million pesos. I’m well aware that I don’t have the right to do so, but we cannot afford my younger brother’s surgery
Prince Augustus POV "Don't go straight to the palace. There's a place I have to go first." "Yes, Your Highness," The chauffeur, who has been tasked with escorting me to the palace, responds to my command by taking a different route. It's been six years since I took a plane to Luxembourg to wed Felicity, the woman who would later become my ex-wife. I haven't told anybody else about the contract because doing so is against the rules. This is why I had no choice but to get married to Felicity and then get a divorce from her after we had been married for six years. I was with Felicity for six years, and she loved me. I never developed romantic feelings for her. For the simple reason that I know, deep down, that someone is out there. I'm holding something that Lincoln personally gave to me. There's a note with an address on it, and he told me to check it out. Because that's where my true love was, I know exactly who I'll meet there. "Your Highness, we have arrived." I was completely a
"Hey, Gemma!" A voice called out from behind. I turned around to see Ivan waving his hand in the air. "See you in the next sem!" "You, too," I replied with a wave. Now that the first semester is over, I can't believe how quickly time has passed. In just a few short months, I will have completed my second year of college. But regardless of how quickly time passes, there is still no assurance that I will run into him again in the future. It's been two years since the last time we said our goodbyes to each other, and up until this very moment, I'm still holding out hope that fate will grant us happy endings and that he is coming back. Every day, I wait for that hope, and while I lingered in the past, everyone else chose to move forward. All of my loved ones, whom I've been protecting since then, are safe and sound. We used to attend the same school, but now that we're all grown up, Mishelley, Abel, and I make our own decisions about going to different universities. We may have gone in d
I stared at him, and I was looking much more desperate now that I had looked at him. But his gaze was no longer fixed on me. Just stare at me for a second, please! And Walden grabs my hand. "Come on, Gemma. I tightened my hold on the seat belt as if buying him time to decide whether to chase me away or simply drop me off at my home. I let go as Walden carefully dragged me from the vehicle. Walden was about to shut the door in my face, but I quickly put my hand back on the door to prevent him from doing so. I shook my head from side to side and pleaded with him not to close the door, but he went ahead and closed it after he removed my fingers one by one from the handle. The car began to move. Watching his car pull away made me feel like I was going to collapse. So, this is how he felt when I just left him out of the blue. He takes my face in his hand and stares into my eyes. "You are so beautiful that there are moments when I can't even look at you in the eyes. Don't just vanish on m
I did my absolute best to complete my performance successfully. After that dramatic performance, I was startled to see a standing ovation from the audience. I'm overcome with emotion, perhaps because this was the first time anyone acknowledged me; this time, they praised only me and no one else. The smile on my face didn’t leave me as well as Lincoln, who was on the side of the stage the whole time smiling ear to ear as he applauded me proudly. But that applause stopped when the prince's arrival was announced. "Ehem!” The host cleared his throat, which was louder than the noise of the crowd. "Let's all welcome the next ruler, Prince Augustus!" The applause that used to be for me is now for the prince walking down the aisle of the theater with the one everyone is waiting for, Felicity. The crowd started to bow their heads, not me, who was looking at him. I was on the stage, which is why our eyes met. But it didn't take long, I can't bear to look at him. I caused him pain, and to this d
I watched his car drive away before I turned around and headed back. When I turned around, I could see Mishe and Abel peering through the transparent wall. They seemed very interested in what we were discussing. “You are different, Gemma. Even His Royal Highness Prince Emmanuel paid a visit here to see you!” Mishelley said.To which Abel responded, “I bet Tara will go crazy if she finds out that you’re close with him.”I disregarded everything that they said and headed upstairs without stopping.“Gemma, at least explain why he wanted to see you,” they pleaded.I twisted the knob and opened the door with a pull. There is a familiar violin that is currently resting on my bed, and there are pieces of paper stuck to it. I took it in my hand and placed it on my lap before I started feeling it with both of my hands. This is my mother’s violin; of course, it’s my favorite thing she’s holding. Even if she kept this for ten years, I will vividly recall what it looks like even after all that tim
It’s been a couple of weeks since I left the palace. Remembering his face causes me so much pain that I cry and break down, so I try not to think about him for a while so that I can focus on my family and their happiness instead. It’s only been a few weeks, yet it seems much longer.Mishelley tapped me on the shoulder and urged me to leave my lonely room and go out and meet new people. "Get your thoughts down, Gemma. We’re not going anywhere without you.""Maybe we should leave her alone," Abel suggested, sensing that I wasn’t in the mood for conversation. "Mishe, she’s in a vegetative condition."Mishelley scowled at Abel, who had no concept of what a vegetative condition was."What?" Abel held up both hands.Mishelley switched her attention back to me and said, "If this is about him again, you need to move on.""Yes, just move on," Abel stated again and again."His rumored engagement to the duchess’s granddaughter has been widely reported. They mentioned it numerous times throughout
Sitting in the car, watching the light of every building the car that passes by. Listening to music that is painful to hear in real life, sobbing that doesn’t seem to leave me, and drawing that offers new pain to me Going into the old building where the music club was located was the first place I ever felt welcome. And this day might be the last day I’ll be going here. I'm afraid to step on my feet, maybe because I think they're disappointed in me. I haven't even done anything in this club, and now I will say goodbye. From the moment I pulled the doorknob, I was surprised by many party poppers. I didn't expect what they did; they hosted a farewell party for me. I was wrong in what I thought; it turns out they were not disappointed. You know it's odd because not even a drop of tears came out of my eyes—maybe because I used up all my tears yesterday. All I could feel was happiness; despite the heartache, I was feeling, there was still some happiness left in me. I didn't know the fare
I carried those cries until I was sent home. It just stopped when I received Blythe’s message. Telling me that we got our old house back and that they are on their way home. And it feels odd because I should be happy. So how come I’m still feeling it—this pain that seems to be killing me little by little? We stopped at our old house, which surprised me because I didn’t tell him to drop me off at my old house. “Here.” Walden handed me a phone. I took the phone without asking. “You know what I regret doing? I never should have asked you to be his personal maid; otherwise, you'll never have the same fate I had with your mother. I apologize, Gemma. You are a big part of why he changed and I am indebted for that,” King Lucien paused. “But I did what I promised. Now you can go back to your normal life, your life before you met each other, like strangers,” Walden pointed out the window after the king hung up the phone. My father, who was waiting for me to get out of the car, was smiling fr
The time passed so quickly. Two days here with Augustus may seem short, but the days I had with him were so magical that they filled my heart with happiness, which was already enough. That's the most time I've spent with him since he was introduced to take the throne. I'll forever treasure this moment with him. I was wandering around before we finally left this place, asking myself, will I be able to be back here in the future? He was waving his hand in the air, signaling to me that it was time to leave the place. My face may seem so pleased, but inside I was preparing to say goodbye to him. "Don't worry, we'll be back here soon," he said coyly. "Hmm-mm," I said, nodding. My heart was on fire, as if it would soon be consumed. None of what the prince said would come true because I lied for the entire two days. I was guilty but was more broken. Augustus couldn’t take his hand off mine while he was driving back to Manila as if he had predicted that I was planning to leave. I awoke n