''I know what you did,'' I say, closing the door behind me before seeing her actions freeze. Yes, we're far enough from one another and that's great, distance is all that I need; there's no point of closing it.
''What did I do?'' She asks, obliviously.
''You don't have to lie, Hannah. Tell me the truth,'' I mutter; wanting to hear the truth from her because that's what I deserve after all her wrongdoings. She has caused destruction with my marriage and it has broken Emma—hurting me more, actually.
Hannah turns to look at me, her eyes focusing into mine which causes me to look back at her; challenging her to lie at my face. Either way, she'll be dragged out of here and will be sentenced in court.
''She accused me,'' She says, standing up.
''She told the truth. Yet, you pushed her and it could have caused her own death—you attempted murder. Unfortunately, I lost my baby but I'm more than thankful that my wife survived,'' I calmly, speak to her. ''You may have rights as you are an Australian but you're in London and you've almost killed the future queen. The only punishment is death,'' I add.
To my surprise, she starts to chuckle, ''Death?''
I clench my jaw, not liking the fact that she thinks this is all a damn joke, ''Does it humour you?'' I ask, trying to look for fear, regret but I see none.
''What does your kingdom say about killing a pregnant woman?'' Both of her eyes are staring directly into my soul, somehow.
Then again, she was the one who caused this whole chaos to happen; everyone knew about her action, she tried to harm their future queen and that is more than legal. It's against the law—any law.
''That was what you attempt,'' I reply, slowly.
She stays quiet for the next few seconds which causes me to continue on; the woman in front of me, she used to soothe my pain—well, we were close but all of a sudden, I don't think I know her anymore.
''Hannah, you've changed. I don't know what has gotten into you but you're not the same Hannah I met years ago. You're not you,'' I say, trying to make her realise that I still feel sorry for what has happened but there's no going back; she caused this.
''What if this is me?'' She questions.
''Then, I've never known you,'' I mutter.
Seconds before I can push the door open and leave the room, her words stopped me. Even if I want her to hurt more than Emma did, I can't deny that she used to be the one that I poured my sorrow, my pain.
''How can you not feel anything for me? How can you say that you don't want to deal with commitment but you end up marrying someone? I know, I'm not good enough for you and you're a prince,'' She says, but I stay still; facing the door—not bothered to turn.
We've spent a lot of times together in the past and I can't lie saying that it didn't mean something to me because it sure did but not enough. She knew the main deal, she knew that I didn't want to have any serious relationships because at the end of the damn day, I'll be hurting her heart. She knew that.
''I'll see you in court,'' I say before exiting.
leave; not sparing a second glance. I'm more than glad to have made that decision, to not
look up to find Evelyn staring
Emma wants to
the shoulder and walk side by side; Evelyn and I have always been close but things changed when we started going on different paths. She started travelling and I went to further my
She
alright. Don't worry,''
been down and a little bit hopeless but I know that she'll heal. It will take a lot of time but she
her
about her, Evelyn.'' I sigh,
but her lips are curved into a smile. She is trying to be strong for me when I'm almost falling apart. Emma and I have been married for less than six months
window as she tucks a strand
miscarriage?'' I ask, feeling the sadness overwhelming me and slowly making me remember back what happened yesterday—the way her eyes just cried out pain, it was killing
onto my hand, ''Emery, it's
God is testing me and I know that He won't test me unless He knows that I'll be able to overcome it but why does it feel like the pain is too much
for anyone else. I can't say that I know what it feels like because I
going through much worse than me. The pain that affects me is almost
She needs you most,'' She
to find her laughing with my
be silly,'' My mother
seconds, mother has already made her way towards me with a small smile on her face as
behind me, ''Hey,'' I
''Hi,'' She replies, slowly.
She squeezes my hand, leaving me smiling at the action.
She asks, interrupting
scoffing and chuckling at her question, then, I begin to answer. ''I should be asking you that,'' I say, looking directly into her
we've been through—the kind of pain that I vowed to not let her through but I failed. My vow,
here,'' She mutters under her
I start to lean in towards her. My lips are brushing against hers; making me feel the softness of her lips, moving in sync with mine. The
day, all night, I don't
her back, this time, pressing my lips a little bit
you more,'' She kisses on
I can't help but keep on smiling as she stares into my eyes. ''When can we go home? I really hate
Emery
''I know what you did,'' I say, closing the door behind me before seeing her actions freeze. Yes, we're far enough from one another and that's great, distance is all that I need; there's no point of closing it.
''What did I do?'' She asks, obliviously.
''You don't have to lie, Hannah. Tell me the truth,'' I mutter; wanting to hear the truth from her because that's what I deserve after all her wrongdoings. She has caused destruction with my marriage and it has broken Emma—hurting me more, actually.
Hannah turns to look at me, her eyes focusing into mine which causes me to look back at her; challenging her to lie at my face. Either way, she'll be dragged out of here and will be sentenced in court.
''She accused me,'' She says, standing up.
''She told the truth. Yet, you pushed her and it could have caused her own death—you attempted murder. Unfortunately, I lost my baby but I'm more than thankful that my wife survived,'' I calmly, speak to her. ''You may have rights as you are an Australian but you're in London and you've almost killed the future queen. The only punishment is death,'' I add.
To my surprise, she starts to chuckle, ''Death?''
I clench my jaw, not liking the fact that she thinks this is all a damn joke, ''Does it humour you?'' I ask, trying to look for fear, regret but I see none.
''What does your kingdom say about killing a pregnant woman?'' Both of her eyes are staring directly into my soul, somehow.
Then again, she was the one who caused this whole chaos to happen; everyone knew about her action, she tried to harm their future queen and that is more than legal. It's against the law—any law.
''That was what you attempt,'' I reply, slowly.
She stays quiet for the next few seconds which causes me to continue on; the woman in front of me, she used to soothe my pain—well, we were close but all of a sudden, I don't think I know her anymore.
''Hannah, you've changed. I don't know what has gotten into you but you're not the same Hannah I met years ago. You're not you,'' I say, trying to make her realise that I still feel sorry for what has happened but there's no going back; she caused this.
''What if this is me?'' She questions.
''Then, I've never known you,'' I mutter.
Seconds before I can push the door open and leave the room, her words stopped me. Even if I want her to hurt more than Emma did, I can't deny that she used to be the one that I poured my sorrow, my pain.
''How can you not feel anything for me? How can you say that you don't want to deal with commitment but you end up marrying someone? I know, I'm not good enough for you and you're a prince,'' She says, but I stay still; facing the door—not bothered to turn.
We've spent a lot of times together in the past and I can't lie saying that it didn't mean something to me because it sure did but not enough. She knew the main deal, she knew that I didn't want to have any serious relationships because at the end of the damn day, I'll be hurting her heart. She knew that.
''I'll see you in court,'' I say before exiting.
leave; not sparing a second glance. I'm more than glad to have made that decision, to not
look up to find Evelyn staring
Emma wants to
the shoulder and walk side by side; Evelyn and I have always been close but things changed when we started going on different paths. She started travelling and I went to further my
She
alright. Don't worry,''
been down and a little bit hopeless but I know that she'll heal. It will take a lot of time but she
her
about her, Evelyn.'' I sigh,
but her lips are curved into a smile. She is trying to be strong for me when I'm almost falling apart. Emma and I have been married for less than six months
window as she tucks a strand
miscarriage?'' I ask, feeling the sadness overwhelming me and slowly making me remember back what happened yesterday—the way her eyes just cried out pain, it was killing
onto my hand, ''Emery, it's
God is testing me and I know that He won't test me unless He knows that I'll be able to overcome it but why does it feel like the pain is too much
for anyone else. I can't say that I know what it feels like because I
going through much worse than me. The pain that affects me is almost
She needs you most,'' She
to find her laughing with my
be silly,'' My mother
seconds, mother has already made her way towards me with a small smile on her face as
behind me, ''Hey,'' I
''Hi,'' She replies, slowly.
She squeezes my hand, leaving me smiling at the action.
She asks, interrupting
scoffing and chuckling at her question, then, I begin to answer. ''I should be asking you that,'' I say, looking directly into her
we've been through—the kind of pain that I vowed to not let her through but I failed. My vow,
here,'' She mutters under her
I start to lean in towards her. My lips are brushing against hers; making me feel the softness of her lips, moving in sync with mine. The
day, all night, I don't
her back, this time, pressing my lips a little bit
you more,'' She kisses on
I can't help but keep on smiling as she stares into my eyes. ''When can we go home? I really hate