Chapter 3

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     "I'll be crowned Queen in 3 months ... I don't believe it! Why?" - She said talking to herself.

      Kate in the middle of your thoughts and memories, let out a sob. And another and another. Kate sobbed, distressed and choking on her cry and stopping seemed inevitable, or almost impossible. 

      "I hate him. Hate everything he did to me." 

      It was predictable that her affliction had him as a principle - the man she had seen this morning when she looked out the window, the man who destroyed her emotionally and that led to the death of his parents. The man she once loved. 

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It was spring when she first met him and when his dark and fiery eyes met her brown hazel. There wasn't any more beauty in that park, just him and suddenly Kate ran to imagine a bright future between the two of them - the apparent perfect pair. 

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      She shook the memories of her red head, wiped the tears around her eyes and lay down. Tonight would there would be no nightmares, even if it was by her own force. 

      There were more important things to deal with - her coronation across England and her years as Queen. Single. Yes, single. 

      The deep desires of her soul missed affection but her heart was hard stone and nothing would make her go back on her decision. 

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      Sleeping in the middle of pictures, remained the future queen of England, where everything she had was damaged in her heart and not a hint of restoration coming from anyone. 

      Despite all her past, there wasn't more humble and dear person to all her nation, she was a well of kindness and perhaps that's why everyone thought she was perfectly fine, hardly did they knew what assaulted her soul on cold nights like the ones where the cry was the only thing that warmed her and kept her alive.

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