November 5th, 2021 (P2)

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Aurelia's Diary- November 5th, 2021

Dear Diary,

Love is a powerful word. It holds such intensity and raw emotions that it sucks the life from a person. It either leads you to your destruction, or to your wonderland. What I'm feeling is beyond this world. The feeling is so intoxicating that I'm unable to breathe.

And that's how I felt when I stared at Harry Styles.

"Angel, what're you staring at?" He asked. His eyes glanced over to me, his emerald green irises bringing life and wonder from my heart. I was his and he's mine. In the end, we bring eachother home. 'What I'm staring at, huh?' You. That's what I was staring at. "Are you okay? You seem pretty out of it. Should we just go home?" He continued to ask.

Snapping out of my trance, out of wonderland, I blinked several times. "No, I'm fine. I just zoned out for a few. Let's go," I quickly said, turning away from his intense stare and quickly zipped up my jacket. The car was still pretty warm, the cold not reaching us in full force. I felt safe in here. But the second I left, I knew all hell broke loose.

"Okay," he muttered and ripped off his seatbelt. I opened the car door, the full force of the icy wind smacking against my skin, and I bit my lip anxiously. Today was the day where I met my mother for the second time. However, it was quite different. I actually knew more to her, more of a monster than a pure angel I saw when I first met her. "If you want, we can go back. I rather have you safe," he said and I quickly waved him off. I was okay. I was absolutely fine. Or was I?

My legs trailed off to the grand doors, so high that I had to arch my neck to just look at its full length. Harry intertwined our fingers, reminding me that he was right beside me. I smiled lightly in his direction, and instantly knew that he was my one direction. My only direction.

Without another word or even thought, the doors ripped open to reveal my mother. The very same mother who casted me aside when I was born and removed my father from my life for her sake, to gain wealth and the kingdom. So what was I doing here?

"Aurelia, how splendid!" She voiced. Her eyes gleamed against the sun's rays and her hair cascaded in waves to her shoulders. Her baby pink dress was perfectly neat, gold substances implanted against her waist. "I knew you would've came when I called!" She smiled, that very smile that brought people to their knees, to their deaths.

"Cut the b*llshit, mother. I know you killed the King just for me to return. Couldn't you of just called me like any other mother would do and not through some lousy letters?" I argued, my voice rising in volume. Her eyes widened slightly to my tone of voice but I didn't care. I wanted her to understand that every action came with consequences. Even though I was a chicken to fight, I wasn't afraid to walk right out of her life and find my father. He would've supported me.

"Aurelia, dear. Please come inside and we'll sort this all out," she smiled, the kind of smile that looked completely fake. She very well knew her actions, she just wanted to keep me hostage. "And Harry, what a surprise!" She said, glancing at him for brief moment. He gave a quiet nod, his jaw clenched and his hand squeezed mine tightly. He was fighting against his anger. He would rather me talk before he could get his ways.

My mother stepped aside and before we knew it, we were sitting down in the vast living room where life was supposed to happen. At this stage, I refused to believe she was alive with all she has done. The walls were painted with the colour of white, paintings of the royal family famously were hung above the beige couches and flowers for decorations were filled across the room. It was beautiful, yet, kind of sad. It held such beauty, a beauty my mother didn't deserve.

I stared her right in the eye, wanting to scream and yell all the terrible things she committed, however, I remained still. I sat beside Harry, hands intertwined and I felt at ease with him, safe, even though I was faced with such a terrible monster.

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