"Poison" The Cure For Love [Completed]

♤♧● REGRET ●♧♤

Henry walked through the corridor and out of the palace through the entrance door.

"Please take me back to my apartment." He said to Patrick.

He turned around to throw a last glance at the palace and to his surprize Margarete was standing in the huge window of the palace drawing room. The red teary pots of eyes were flowing the tears of regret. She was looking even stunning with her messy hairs and smeared lipstick. Her eyes were filled with rage and disgust.

Henry looked at him last time before getting into the car. The engine started and the car rushed out of the palace.

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I was stunned as to what he did to me. I couldn't believe that he would be so upfront. He didn't get afraid to make a bold move. I got up from the couch as he walked out of the room. I stood in the window looking at him who was getting into the car. I was crying and I wanted to shout at him for getting his hands on me. He looked at me and our eyes met for the last time before he got in the car and got away.

I walked out of the drawing room slowly making my way to my bedroom. My makeup was ruined due to crying. The maids were looking at me in shock to see my face but none had the courage to ask me a thing. That whole moment was in a daze. I closed the door and locked it from inside.

I threw my diamond rings on the mirror and saw my ruined face. My kohl had made a dark black crooked pattern on my cheeks. Without giving a second thought I started shouting at the mirror.

"Why?? Why? Why did you let him touch you? How can you be so weak?

How can you be so stupid?? You are a princess. No one can get his hands on you..you got it.

Something caught my attention and that was the same bouqet Henry sent me. It was three days old. The scent of roses had faded. I grabbed the bouqet and smashed it on the floor. The rose petals were scattered on the floor and faded scent was spread in the room. I smashed it again destroying it completely.

I looked again in the mirror and shouted at myself.

"You idiot, stupid girl. You are so weak. I hate you." I was so mad at myself that I punched the mirror so hard that it got shattered into pieces wounding my fingers. The pieces were scattered on the floor showing my reflection in each one of them.

Yes, he had broken me like these pieces. My ego was badly wounded and so as my soul. He had hit my heart. I took some of the broken mirror pieces in my left hand and clenched my fist so hard they cut through my skin.

"Aaaah!! I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." I screamed like a lunatic in pain. I could feel my warm blood flowing rapidly out of my hand dripping on the carpet.