A ROYAL SURPRISE

🎀Chapter 42🎀

"No more tears because I didn't lose you, you lost me"

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If I thought I had a broken heart when my relationship ended with Mateo, then I was a joker. This pain is something I've never experienced before. It's so intense. Every part of my body hurts, I just can't bring myself to even get up from my bed.

Sometimes I wonder how my life would have been if I hadn't met any of them. If I hadn't met Loren, Mateo, Kendra and even Ale. What would it have been like? Would I have gone through everything I am going through right now? Would it have been this painful to breathe every second?

Mateo, I thought I loved him. After my relationship with Gerald ended all those years ago, I happen to live in my own world. So I was happy, when a guy finally approached me and asked me to coffee. I thought it was cute, sweet even. I accepted in a heartbeat. Even during our date, our relationship, I was in my own world. Believing what I wanted to believe. That I had a loving boyfriend, that everything was going great, but then that blew up in my face too.

Loren, in the first place I don't even know why I allowed her into my life. She was never the type of person I saw fit to be friends with. She was always so wild and sharp and mean, but I shrugged that all off, thinking that every human has their own personalities, even though usually not befitting, and that it doesn't mean they don't deserve people to love them. So the first time I met her at Victoria's Secret, when I was contemplating my relationship status with Mateo, thinking whether or not I was ready to take it to the next level, thinking whether or not I would give into this tiny part of me that told me that it doesn't matter, I could decide not to wait, that I could buy a lingerie, and she told me the red would look amazing on me and gave a wink, I thought she was nice, so I grabbed it off the hanger and she grabbed my number. But again, that also blew up in my face too.

Kendra. I saw her as a sister. I loved her like one. I replaced her with what I always wanted Scarlett and I to be. She was what I always wanted Scarlett and I to be. To talk about boys, make fun of our lecturers who had bald heads, eat ice cream together when we had a broken heart, watched movies and just shared our problems. Had petty fights here and there, and make coffee with an extra whip cream as compensation or bribery to make up. I loved those stuff. I loved the small things. I loved the cute laughs and giggles. I laughed the petty fight that sometimes I even triggered on purpose, just to hear a snarky remark from her smart mouth that had no filter. But most of all, I loved her. All the love that I have to Scarlett that she didn't even notice, least to appreciate, I poured it all into my friendship with Kendra. But in the end, even while we were having ice cream and giggling and sharing cute laughs, she always thought I was a selfish bitch.

Ale. He was a knight in shining armour. He was my brighter sun in my dark days. He was the smile that got rid of the creases of my frown. He was the assurance that got rid of my anxiety. He was the soothing touch that got rid of my nerves. He was everything and anything I ever needed and wanted him to be. It felt good, so good to have someone who loved and cared about you. My world speedily began to revolve around him. I loved to see that smirk that appears on his face when he's taunting me, when he's being a tease. I love to see that worry look he gave me everytime he thought something was up with me. I loved his touch that came with so much care. I loved his grey orbs that held so much love and adoration. I loved his lips and mouth that had studied each and every part of my body like a map. I loved him and I still do and I don't think I ever will not.

Images of our moments together flash through my mind, the memory making my tears well in my eyes. The first time we kissed. If anyone ever told me that a kiss could make a person feel a thousand emotions, I would have silently rolled my eyes. But that is what I felt when Ale attached his lips to mine for the first time, a thousand emotions. I felt alive, whole, complete. There was nothing missing and I couldn't ask for anything more perfect than what I received. And it was also the first time we made love. Where our bond grew stronger. We were connected in more ways than one. From the very first beginning he was my solid foundation, and imagining life without him is almost impossible.

But I lived life without him, before him I was just fine, and I should be able to still live without him. But it's more easier said than done.

I decide to finally get out of bed, after being there for a while, I'm not used to being this useless. I call in to the hospital, asking if they need any help, even though work starts tomorrow, I might as well keep myself busy to get my head out of things. The Christmas was long over for me anyway.

I take a hot shower, wanting to wash away the tears, the sweat and if possible, the heartbreak, but who am I kidding?

I step out and change into my work clothes consisting of a blue shirt and blue trousers, and pick up my coat and bag, not bothering about my hair, but rather throwing the braids into a bun. Having to put braids into a bun is one of the most difficult tasks when it comes to hair, becomes is way heavier than the actual hair.

I take out fresh lettuce from my fridge, before adding shredded chicken, tomatoes, cut boiled eggs, ketchup and salad cream, and wrapping it all in pita bread, before taking a huge bite.

Oh dear, what have I been doing sleeping in my bed when I have good food lying around?

I make a cup of coffee to go in a flask, before taking my car keys and making way out of my apartment, driving to the hospital.

I'm glad I didn't bump into Ale, but he might have already moved without me knowing? Afterall, he has a country awaiting his ruling. I still can't believe he's a prince.

The thought of him leaving brings tears into my eyes, and I fight it back, before taking another huge bite of my breakfast, and gulping the hot coffee which burns my tongue, in a soothing way.

Damn it, why did he lie to me?

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So let me know what you think?
You think she did the right thing by breaking up with him?
Would it have been a big deal to you?
Dating a guy who's a prince of not even a small town but a whole country, and he hides the truth And lies countless times when you ask him if there's something you need to know. Would it have been a big deal?

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Until then,
- Ariel.