Silents and awkwardness surround the vehicle. Whenever he stares at me, I try to avoid him, and he tries the same thing.As soon as I arrived at the palace, I walked straight to my room. I let out a sigh. "How could this happen?" I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. Why? It’s as though I’m floating in the air right now.I grinned. "Congratulations, Prince! You did it!" In an instant, his lips were pressed against mine, and I started to tickle my body. My heart has begun thumping like crazy."Thanks to you, I won." He cracked a grin.After he kissed me, he descended to the ground once again. I was stunned by what he did. I couldn’t even open my mouth in shock.As I recall what occurred, I see myself smiling as I touch my lips. I can’t believe he kissed me on the lips. A kiss was stolen from me by the Prince."And the last rule is that you should never fall in love with him." Then I understood what I’d done was wrong. I don’t want to flout one of the king’s rules."Of all the rules
Prince Augustus reverted to his old behavior. He became cold, ill-tempered, sullen, and increasingly worse as time went on. Moreover, he hurt and offended me. But that’s nothing compared to the agony he’s going through right now, which is more than double what I’m going through right now, so I guess I deserve it.And about the kiss, it did spread throughout the school, especially among the teachers. The kids didn’t talk about it while I was around, but their looks seemed to criticize me, anyway. And, exactly as I suspected, the photo of me and the prince kissing was plastered all over the Borstal website. As soon as I see the image, I get a pang of fear in my stomach, fear of what Raeanna may think of me if she saw it."When I think back to after the last game, I feel a strange sense of déjà vu.""I agree; every time I see the image, I can’t help but feel upset.""If I’m right, Raeanna treats Gemma as if she were her closest friend. She put her trust in the wrong person, and she betray
Mr. Osiris walked into my room with three boxes and three dresses. He placed each of these items on my bed, one by one."What is it for, Mr. Osiris?" I asked."This was requested by Prince Augustus, and I am delivering it to you. He said you’d accompany him tomorrow." He explained."Where?""You’ll find out tomorrow." He replied.As soon as Mr. Osiris closed the door, I turned to look at the outfits. The three gowns he purchased were all peach, which made me giggle. Then I opened the boxes containing heels, which, like the dress, were all brown and matched the peach hue perfectly."He has a strange way of selecting outfits for girls," I said to myself.I put on all of the dresses and shoes to see which one was the most flattering for my body shape. I went with the peach flowers pocket floral dress and the lace-up shoes since they were plainer than the other options.Suddenly, I recalled something he said about peaches. This guy prefers the shade of peach because he believes it looks go
The tears continued to pour down, and I brushed them away, but the tears came anyway. My eyes had already turned red and swollen.As I went to the palace, a vehicle followed me; as I came to rest, the vehicle came to a halt as well. As soon as the driver lowered the window, I realized who was in the vehicle. It's Kuya Prince, I mean Prince Emmanuel, who was waving at me. When I saw his smile. That's when I fell to my knees crying out."Gemma!" Prince Emmanuel jumped out of the vehicle and approached me as swiftly as possible. "Stop weeping, please." He helped me get to my feet and into the vehicle.Prince Emmanuel drove the vehicle away, he let me cry for a minute, but when I still didn't stop, the prince sought a means to stop me."I missed you, Kuya; I waited much too long.""Gemma," He ran his finger through my hair to soothe the wordless sorrow that was raging inside my heart. "I sincerely apologize for leaving you alone.""I-I hurt him by refusing to love him back." I burst into t
It's as if I'm dreaming, and I can't believe I'm dating the Crown Prince. For my uncertain love for the prince, I breached his majesty's lone rule. It felt as if I had battled hundreds of rebels unarmed, yet I feel no regret, even if it is not right from everyone's perspective. For us, it is odd, and beyond belief, love that cannot be explained. I was awakened by the bright light that shone directly into my eyes. My vision got a glimpse of a guy who was standing in front of me at the time. I believed I was still in the midst of a dream, but when I reached for his hand, it became clear that this was real. Until I heard my name reverberating in my head, "P-papa ..." When someone jerked me awake, I was fully conscious. "Are you awake?" Walden said, a disturbed expression on his face. I nodded. "Can you tell me how you got in?" I pushed myself out of bed. "Are you having a bad dream?" I gently move my head from side to side, as though I'm not sure if I'm having a nightmare or whether
The prince was too overwhelmed, and as a result, he opened the door to his private room for me out of the blue, which took me by surprise. I didn’t think the prince would do this. He was supposed to be cold-hearted, but he ended up liking me. "No, you said it to yourself. I’m not allowed in." I turned him down. "My mind has changed." I felt Prince Augustus take my hand as we slowly entered his private chamber. At first glance, I thought this was Lincoln’s art studio. His entire room is covered in hundreds of unique paintings, each of which possesses a classic beauty that one would not expect. My mind kept asking questions about how come I didn’t know he was into painting, and then I suddenly realized Sebastian was the prince. The Prince can do everything that is beyond the capabilities of regular people. Learning new things or possessing hundreds or thousands of talents is just a normal part of their lives. My drawing was nothing compared to his. I was so embarrassed that I attempt
Whenever I listen to Lincoln, I end up feeling guilty. There is a part of myself that I regret not knowing he likes me. And I keep thinking, What if... What if I ended up having feelings for him rather than the prince? If only he had confessed to me before the prince, my situation would not be as complicated as it is.I laughed at the idea. I'm certain the prince will loathe me if he hears what I've just thought.As I was making my way back to the prince's private room, I noticed that the prince had already made his way upstairs.I guess he didn't notice me. But when I think about it, it's like he came from his private room, which means that it's impossible for him to not see me coming back. Or maybe he's mad at me again because I went with Lincoln.He was angry again, just as I thought. When I walked into the room, Prince Augustus pretended not to notice me and let me just go on my way as though I had committed a terrible mistake. This is nothing new to me; I expect him to behave in t
As soon as I opened my eyes, my brain immediately recalled the things that took place the night before, which set the tone for the rest of my morning. Feeling both guilty and excited, I hid my face with my hands. One of the ringtones that play continuously on my phone suddenly cut me off. I reached over to the side table and grabbed the phone. My phone keeps buzzing with messages from Felipe and other members of the music club. Upon reading each message, I sat up in disbelief as the president of Borstal had returned to the music club. I was so happy that I couldn't help but jump up and down. The first person who comes to mind is Prince Augustus. I dashed into his room and knocked on his door. "Prince Augustus!" I exclaimed. As soon as he opened the door, I rushed into his arms, surprising him. "W-w-w what's the matter?" "I know it was you who did it, so thank you! Thank you so much for persuading Borstal's president." "What are you on about?" I stepped away from the embrace.
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