The Heartbreak Prince Sebastian Sallow

Prologue

I didn't care which house had won that year. I had concurred the power, I had won against Ranrok, I defeated what I thought was the biggest evil of all. But instead of feeling like I had won resulted in my biggest loss. Him.

He killed his uncle in the thoughts he had ruined his sisters last chance at survival. In all, I couldn't have blamed him. I know watching his uncle ruin the last of hope broke him. He tried so hard all year long to become the best he could be, not only for me, but for Ominis and especially Anne.

We ended up telling everyone his uncle died from an illness and passed away in his sleep. And they all believed it. She had no one else and Sebastian was her last lifeline. Professor Weasley ended up setting them up with housing arrangements in Hogsmeade so she could continue to maybe get better, and so he could still come to school but I never saw either one of them after the year was over. Whispers stated that she only had 1 or 2 more years to live until the curse would fully take over her and then her heart would burn out. Sebastian apparently was a complete mess and went down a rabbit hole.

But even when it was all over, even when we didn't turn him in, he changed. My heart broke into little scattered pieces of glass on the floor. I lied to the ministry, to the professors, to the headmaster. I did all of it for him. I couldn't breathe, couldn't survive without him and he never knew. I knew there was more to our story. I knew the way he looked at me when he passed me in the hall. I knew the way he talked to me meant more than just a simple friend. We looked after each other even in the deepest of mountains, deepest of tunnels. I refused to believe it was all for nothing.

I just needed to find out how to make him stop ignoring me, stop this some kind of resentment. I don't know what I did wrong, what I did to deserve such hate, to be shunned in such a way where I was no longer welcome into his life.

My goal was to cure Anne, I would make him notice me, I would make things right and then maybe we could restart over.

Truth is I was doomed from the first moment I laid eyes on him. I knew deep in my heart I would burn every bridge, sink every sea, go to hell's end for him. I was completely and utterly in love with him, and he was going to know it.