The Princess's Affection

Chapter Thirty- Seven

Princess's POV

I didn't know where to start or have to begin, as sweats dropped from my face as I stared at my hands like I had just been caught cheating and needed to defend myself. To be very honest, I was so scared of the outcome. I just took control of myself, inhaled, and began explaining myself from the beginning.

I told her who I was and the reason why I had come to earth. I explained to her how my heart was broken by people who just wanted to use me for their selfish aims. I just kept talking about everything without hiding it.

So, that means that you met me on purpose, she said, laughing sarcastically as she briefly looked at me and removed her eyes from me.

No, I didn't meet you on purpose, but rather coincidentally, as it was an unplanned event. You came there and helped me with your choice; I didn't force you. As I said, I looked at her and continued.

I know that this wasn't the way I had planned for you to see me. I hate this, but I love this we have. I am so sorry that I lied to you. You can ask me anything about what happened, but first, how did you know that I was coming here?

I followed you because I was worried about the way my mother treated you and how you dashed out of the house, which scared me, so I decided to follow you. I entered a cab and told the cab driver to trail you, and that's how I met you like this.

Why didn't you tell me, Galira? she said, her voice breaking up as tears filled her eyes.

I growled, as I fucking knew that I was the cause of why she was crying. So, I reached out but got hand-smacked by Bianca, who had told me that I should go on with what I was saying.

I killed James; I dropped the bomb, and her eyes widened. Don't ask me why or when, but just so you know, if the opportunity comes again, I will kill him for the atrocities that he has committed against you. I love you so much, honey, and I am willing to sacrifice myself just to protect you.

I couldn't watch you die on me when I knew that he was the cause and would be like a free bird while you suffered. Even if I did send him to jail, he wouldn't suffer the pain that you went through. So you know what I did, Bianca. I killed him slowly and made his last days on earth a living hell.

I know that you might hate what I did, but I don't fucking care if it meant protecting you. Then, I destroyed the life of his mother and made her suffer. She is still suffering from the pain that I inflicted upon her, as she did deserve whatever I was giving her.

She just kept quiet while she listened to every word that I had to say. Then, I broke a promise that I made with you that I wouldn't hurt you in any way possible, but my hands were tied, as when you nearly died on me.

I did everything possible to revive you, but nothing ever worked out, so I called my mother, and the same thing happened. As we couldn't even bring you back ourselves, the only option available was to take your soul.

I have it here and now. I promised myself that if I ever did confess to you about everything, I would return your soul to you. So, here's your soul, safely wrapped and stored somewhere safe and secure.

And I brought out her soul and gave it to her in her hands and chanted something's, and then it slowly went into her body. Now that your soul has been returned, I have confessed all that I am to you. I will leave your life permanently, and all that I ask is that you find happiness again in the person who your mother arranged for you to marry.

Now, I want to thank you for all that you've done, but now that this has happened, I suggest that we part ways with each other, but I won't forget the love we shared and all we had in our relationship with each other.

And I left her far away from her life, as I knew that she didn't want me anymore because I was something that she said she never wanted. Her body language and attitude said all that was meant to be said.

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Bianca Shiola's POV

I couldn't believe that I let her walk out of my life, as I just sat down there, reminiscing about all that was said to me. I didn't know if I should be sad or happy because I was mixed with both feelings. My heart ached, as it wanted to run after the woman that I was madly in love with.

Yes, I said it. But I was head-over-heels in love with Princess. I knew that all she had done was because she wanted to protect me in her own way, but it still felt right and wrong to me.

Who was I kidding? I was just trying to make up an excuse for not wanting to go after Princess and tell her that all was fine. But mother, had she known along and done all this? I feel stupid enough to have ignored those signs.

I have had my suspicions about everything, but I didn't want to dig further into everything because I trusted her and probably thought that I was being delusional like always.

I just couldn't get up and come to terms with the fact that, no matter how wrong it seemed, it felt so right to me. I wasn't damned about the consequences, but about the opportunity that it came with. Love was what mattered to me, and I couldn't ignore it. Even if I pretended not to accept and care, deep down, I knew that I did.

Tears kept strolling down my eyes, like a new water fountain that was formed by the richest and poorest men in the world. Ache was so paramount to my bleeding heart that it sang a dreadful song and tune about wanting Princess back.

I couldn't no longer control my mind, emotions, and heart, so I ran in search of Princess. I wasn't sure if she was still present, but all I wanted were those beautiful eyes of hers. I wanted to see what her true form looked like, as beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.