I'm not crying because of you, you're not worth it. I'm crying because my delusion of who you were was shattered by the truth of who you are.
- Steve Maraboli ------------------------------------------------
Ariana's POV
Cold that's all I felt when his words echoed through the room. Everything felt cold as my heart broke into pieces. I blinked, thinking that it was a dream, but it wasn't, not when I found myself staring into Wills's cold eyes.
Betrayal that's all I felt when I looked at him. I wish I didn't feel it, but I did, like I'd been punched in the stomach.
It is as if time has stopped, the crowd cheering for Andria to go to Will. The whole world welcomes them with open arms as if they are a beaming light of righteousness. While I am left to stand in the dark like a blight of despair, Waiting for him to say that he made a mistake, and it is me, who is supposed to be standing next to him.
But he never says anything, instead I see him smile radiantly, as betrayal oozes out of his pores, his arms going around Andria's waist as he presses his front against her back and lightly brushes his lips against her temple, the way he used to with me.
They smile at each other as if living in a fairy tale while I look around feeling betrayed by my own heart.
It all felt wrong. How could he? How could he lie about being my mate? How could he make me feel so many things with just his touch? How could he make things feel so real?
My eyes burn with tears as I look at them, wondering if I was only a toy to him, a piece of clay for him to mold to his desire till it got too hard to use, and he had to throw it away.
I want to scream and shout at him, for doing this to me, for making me see only hatred in my sister, for killing the small bond that we shared as sisters.For taking my heart and only returning it in pieces.
But I don't scream at him. I keep my mouth shut like the way I've been taught. Zipping everything in so that all they see is the stupid little girl, while my mind questions me and tortures me with the memories of the two of us.
I don't know what breaks me more, the fact that he lied to me with my sister or the fact that he looks happier, more radiant with her on his arm than with me.
What did I do to deserve this? I wonder to myself, was I too flawed to be loved? Was he ever my mate? ...Am I too broken to be fixed? Is love just a lie...
I turn to leave when I feel my mother's soft touch on my arm as she says with a bright smile, "Goddess, I am so happy for your sister, shall we go and greet them together?"
Ma looks happy at finding out the news, her eyes sparkling with joy as my heart squeezes in pain and guilt. I am unable to meet her eyes when she doesn't know the whole truth.
I look away from her to where Andria is standing, she spots Ma and I over the crowd and waves at us in acknowledgment. That one moment broke my heart as I finally decided to never speak of the King and I's relationship. I don't have it in me to break her heart the way she broke mine.
"Ma, I'm leaving, I...I...I need some air," I say, my voice trembling ,causing Ma to look at me with concern, as our eyes widen in unison. Our surprise is evident as Ma's face breaks into a smile, she gently takes hold of my hands.
"Ariana, my dear child, you've finally overcome your father's command," Ma says, her smile wide and eyes filled with happiness, as she pulls me into a hug, which I can barely return as my arms begin to shake vigorously at my sides. The air in my lungs feels forced as I step back and heave for breath.
" Ariana, Are you ok?" Ma asks, her eyes perplexed and concerned as she tries to rub my back in what should've been a soothing manner but wasn't. It only made things worse as my eyes began to tear up from my struggle, causing me to push her arm away.
For some strange reason, my mind can't help but feel betrayed by her as well, she was never there for me when I needed her in the past, so what makes her think that I need her now?
I know she hasn't done anything wrong. For Goddess' sake, she doesn't now about me and Will. Yet I can't help but glare at her before I stutter out a quick goodbye and leave.
Tears are cascading down my cheeks as I make my way out of the ballroom. My chest heaves up and down as my throat closes up on itself.
The world seems darker and colder than usual as I shiver and wipe away my tears. The palace feels empty even though there's a ball going on, all the halls are brandished in a sickly hue of silence, making it look haunted.
I am walking when I go crashing into a tall figure, looking up I notice it's a male, more precisely a royal, as he wears the color red, the color of betrayal and blood. I want to shout at him and scream at myself for being stupid enough to wear it and thinking that it was more than just royal, that it may have been the color of love instead of blood.
The man looks familiar, almost resembling the King in a few small ways as I recognize him. He is Will's brother, Prince Edward.
He's tall just like his brother, but where the King is all dark with dark blue eyes and dark hair, Edward is all light with light hazel green eyes and brunette hair.
His eyes look kind as he asks, "Are you okay?"
I almost want to think he's trying to be kind, but I have to remind myself that he's probably being fake, just like his brother, causing me to huff and turn away in anger as I make my way to my chambers.
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