Chapter 44

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Pablo's POV:

Herman, Herman, Herman!

It's always about him!

She's ready to argue with me over him when I have nothing to do with his business.

I have enough problems...

Most likely still watching her and him together since it truly makes me sick...

Anyways...

Walking around outside I bumped into Daniel, Angie's childhood friend and who has been living in the palace since we were at the village...

- Hey! How're you doing? - he asked me.

- Good - I simply replied shortly.

- Oh really? It doesn't sound like it.

- I just don't feel like talking, okay? - I groaned as I sat down on the grass, hoping he will leave me be...

But he didn't.

He sat down beside me.

- Let's be honest to each other now - he began - Do you love Angie?

I nearly fell over when he asked me that out of nowhere.

- What? What... The hell are you talking about? - I muttered silently - Why are you asking me this?

- I'm curious... Because you seem to act differently around her and around the Sultan too.

- I don't.

- Yes, you do. Do you think I didn't notice that over all these years?

- And so what if I act differently?

He paused for a moment then sighed deeply as he continued talking...

- I've known her since we were little... Do you have any idea how depressing it is to me to watch her with him?

I was silent while he spoke.

Not because I was scared, or anything.

Because I felt like I need to listen to him.

- Do you have any idea how annoying to watch him around her, touching her and whatever else while all I can do it to stay silent? Because I don't think you have...

- Indeed I don't... But I can understand you as well.

I really did.

Suddenly...

- Desturr! Sultan Herman hazletleri!

We both jumped up when we heard him coming and just silently bowed.

- What are you guys doing out here? - he asked, pretty cheerfully.

- The better question is: What are you doing here already? - Daniel questioned back - I thought the mission was longer.

- It was supposed to be longer, but my son got sick and his mother called me back home... So I'm here.

- Is he okay?

- Yeah, nothing too serious. Luckily.

- That's good - Daniel nodded while I just stood there, in silent.

I didn't know what to say, but I didn't need to speak either.

I just didn't.

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