the forbidden love with the lost princess

chapter 19- A new life (Alexanader's pov)

I stood at the window, staring out at the empty road. Fiorella was gone, and I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that had settled in my chest.

I had known that she was leaving, of course. She had told me herself, just before she got into the limousine and drove away. But knowing it was one thing, and actually watching her go was another.

I felt a pang of sadness and regret. I had told Fiorella how I felt, and she had told me that she felt the same way. But now she was gone, and I was left here, wondering if I would ever see her again.

I sighed and turned away from the window. I had to get out of here, had to do something to take my mind off Fiorella. I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door, not sure where I was going, but knowing I had to get out.

As I walked, I couldn't help but think about Fiorella. I wondered what she was doing right now, and whether she was thinking of me too. I hoped that she was, and that she would come back to me soon.

But as the hours passed, I realized that Fiorella wasn't coming back. At least, not anytime soon. She had a new life to start, a new role to play as a princess. And I was just a guy from her old life, a life she was leaving behind.

I stopped walking and looked up at the sky. I felt a sense of loss and longing, and I didn't know how to deal with it. All I could do was stand there, feeling the weight of my emotions, and wondering what the future held.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the deserted streets, I couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness. Fiorella's departure had left a gaping hole in my life, and I struggled to come to terms with the fact that she was really gone.

I thought back to our conversations, remembering the way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed. I recalled the way she had told me about her new role as a princess, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and trepidation.

As I stood there, lost in thought, I realized that I had been so caught up in my own emotions that I hadn't stopped to consider Fiorella's perspective. She was embarking on a new journey, one that would bring her challenges and opportunities alike.

I took a deep breath, letting the cool evening air fill my lungs. I knew that I had to move forward, to find a way to be happy for Fiorella even if it meant being apart from her. I started walking again, my feet carrying me towards a future that was uncertain, but full of possibility.

As I turned around to see who was behind me, I was shocked to see Fiorella standing there, a bright smile on her face. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of her, looking more beautiful than ever in her elegant dress.

For a moment, I was frozen in surprise, unable to move or speak. Fiorella's eyes sparkled with amusement as she took in my reaction, and she laughed, a sweet, melodious sound that filled my heart with joy.

I finally managed to break out of my trance-like state, and I swept Fiorella into my arms, spinning her around in a joyful circle. I couldn't believe she was here, in front of me, and I couldn't wait to hear what had brought her to the village.

As I held her close, I could feel the warmth of her body, the softness of her skin, and the sweetness of her scent. It was like a dream come true, having her back in my arms.

I finally managed to set her down, still holding her close as I gazed into her eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice filled with emotion.

Fiorella's smile faltered for a moment, and she looked a little nervous. "I came to invite you to the royal ball," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

My heart skipped a beat as I processed her words. The royal ball? With Fiorella? It was an opportunity I couldn't miss.

As I watched Fiorella walk away, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. I had missed her so much while she was away at the castle, and being with her again, even if only for a short time, had felt amazing.

I turned to my dad, Cole, who was grinning at me like a fool. "What's so funny?" I asked him, laughing.

"I'm just happy to see you two together again," my dad said, clapping me on the back. "You and Fiorella are meant to be, Alexander. You're perfect for each other."

I smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards my dad. He had always been supportive of my relationship with Fiorella, and it meant a lot to me.

As we walked back to the house, I couldn't help but think about the royal ball tomorrow night. I was excited to attend, but even more excited to be going with Fiorella. I had a feeling that it was going to be a night to remember.

I spent the rest of the day getting ready for the ball, trying on different outfits and making sure my hair was perfect. My dad teased me good-naturedly, saying that I was more excited about the ball than I had been about my own birthday party.

But I didn't care. I was just happy to be going to the ball with Fiorella, and I knew that it was going to be an amazing night.