Chapter 32

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Sophia's perspective.

I see Hugo little way down the hall. So I step out of Vivian's room to go greet him. As I round the corner I see him kissing Princess Ivy?! I turn around and run. I don't exactly notice where I am until I finally look up. I find myself in the garden ware Hugo proposed to me.Don't know why I'm here. It brings up such a painful memory.

How could he have left me. He saved me with true love's kiss. But he left me he's gone. Something hot and wet burns my cheeks. It blurs the garden lights. Instead of sitting on the stone bench I cry on it I cried for the loss of my relationship but I cry for confusion as well.

"Ahem"

I Whirled around startled at the voice. Only to see the last person I imagined. Hugo. Standing hands folded Partially concealed in darkness. Clad in the outfit he asked me to marry him in.

"I love Princess Ivy."He speaks the words tenderly eyes fixed on me. Then his face contorts into a look of frustration. He takes a deep breath before focusing his eyes tenderly on me.

I stand to my full height facing him.Shoulders squared."Why are you here?"My voice Infused with anger. Has he come to rub it in my face. To hurt me further?To assist I vy?

He takes a step forward his face agitated."I'm here to tell you I love Princess Ivy!"His voice gets a little louder.

"You don't have to rub it in. I thought that you were better than this."I hope my voice conveys the disappointment I feel.

"No Sophia you don't understand I love Princess Ivy!" He places his hand dramatically on hisChest. He takes a step closer to me.

Hugo places both hands over his ears.His brow is tight together his face is getting red. His jaw is set in anger.

He falls to his knees. His arms spread wide"Gaaaaaaa!" Hugo screams in agony.

Then as suddenly as he fell he stands up and runs for me. I'm afraid for a moment.I take another step back. And then he kisses me. He most passionate kiss I've ever had.

Suddenly he pulls away.His eyes which are already the most beautiful shade of green glint strangely his shoulders square and he marches away from me.

I plop myself down on the bench utterly confused.

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