I loved you. What a fool I was. (boyxboy)

Chapter 3

Trumpets were playing as Isabella rushed to the door. It had been around 5 years since they first met. Isabella shook Apollo like a hurricane. "APOLLO WAKE UP!" Apollo sprung up like a frog wiping the drool from his lips and chin. "What?!" She was sweating profusely. "It's our-" "It's your wedding day Apollo!!" Rosetta interrupted her while barging in. Apollo's eyes went big. Rushing the two younger ones, maids rushed in and took Isabella away. Rosetta helped put on his white suit. It was silk and looked like an angels outfit. Dressed with a white suit, he looked at his shoulder pads. They were gold with gold tassels adorning it. He had a piece of silk that dragged to his ankles. It was a rectangle piece that got a triangle cut from the middle, creating two tiny triangles.

Rosetta put gel in his hair and brushing it back with a comb. Blowing it with a hairdryer made it harden and stay in place. The final piece was his crown. Rosetta placed it on his head and adjusted it. She stepped back and took a look at Apollo, who forced a smile, she wiped a tear and hugged him close. "Oh my little boy all grown up." She stood back a bit. "All grown up.." She continued to wipe tears with a cloth piece. Apollo hugged her. In the other room Isabella was having some issues. The maids had put the dress on her and was tying the corset closed. Some of the maids however did not help her get ready. They resented her and did not like her.

Anytime that she would turn they looked at her with disgust. She felt very uncomfortable and uneasy with the maids. As the maids who did help her ,who she called Primes, they turned her around and giggled happily. Isabella smiled at the Primes and had got the veil put on her. Her dress was a gorgeous white color that popped out and was covered in sparkles. They handed her the Bouquet and sent her off. She walked alone however, her father did not come. Apollo was already at the alter, waiting nervously for his bride. He was happy it was going to plan. Isabella walked through the white flower adorned felt curtains and walked to the alter.

She held one of his hands as vows were said and the Priest. After all of the vows and putting on the rings they kissed and tried to enjoy the wedding. They danced and ate until the night was over. Both of them got the maids to get undressed and headed back to their room. Apollo was on the bed already sort of shaking. Isabella noticed when she opened the door and sat next to him. "Apollo what's wrong?" He was silent for a few seconds before mumbling with a rocky tone. "What if this doesn't work.." She leaned closer and asked him to repeat. While sitting up and speaking in a more clear tone he repeated. "What if this doesn't work." She cocked her head to the side obviously confused. Apollo pouted. "I mean the divorce. The plan."

Isabella sat more close to him and rested her head on his shoulder. "I'm sure it will Apollo. You already have Elijah waiting, and I have Roxy." Apollo put his head in his legs. He sobbed incredibly hard. Just thinking about what might happen pained him. Isabella held him close and cried with him. Apollo fell on her sobbing and screaming. Isabella just held him close stroking his hair while shushing him. Rosetta was outside, she had heard everything. She was worried about the kingdom and her son. What would she do? She had no clue, but she had to act soon.

(IM TIRED + SICK AND ITS CURRENTLY 10:34 RN SO UH ILL START CHAPTER 4 TMRW- LOVE YALL)