The Prince's Heart.

CHAPTER 31

Anan

My life couldn't get any worse at this moment. My stupid period came today which fucked up my whole mood, I'm in the kitchen and I've been preparing the meals, well I and Hafsa. It's only the both of us, we are people that least help out as they make it out to be so they made us cook the dinner meals alone. We started cooking since 4:30, because it's a hella lot and I'm pretty sure complains are going to come in from the Royals.

Also Munira has been sending me texts and calls reminding me that today is our last meeting with the wedding planner to finalize everything about her wedding. I haven't really attended any of her meetings where the planner and Faisal were both present and she's depending on me to show up for this one. Well the main reason I really down want to show up for the meeting is because Ahsab maybe there.

He's really close friends with Faisal and he'll may be there.  Though there's a low chance but I don't really want any possibilities. I've been avoiding him since he told me that he 'liked' me. Which I still have been trying to convince myself that he may be lying. But still this is all my fault, I was the one that gave him the sign that I would be okay with him. I let him hold my hand, hug me, kiss my cheek even and I didn't except him to catch feelings. I myself caught feelings and he was human, it was normal. It just wasn't possible, people like me don't just get lucky to end up with people like him.

I would never ever forgive myself if I allowed myself to be with him.

Why?.

The sole reason was my insecurities. I was a girl with no personality I was boring which would result in a boring marriage-relationship whatever. I was plain and definitely not that pretty. I didn't acquire any talent that would make me stand out, I was earth to clumsy and had no hobbies. I liked being alone, just watching series all day and listening to music. I didn't socialize with people and was very awkward which wouldn't help if a future was going to come out of this. God knows I wouldn't be able to handle the responsibility that would come with him.

Wait!. Why was I overthinking this he didn't say he wanted to be with me, he didn't say he wanted to marry me. He said he liked me which would probably eventually fade.

"Ow"I mutter. Preoccupied with my thoughts I didn't realize I had injured my finger with the knife. Well.

"Anan"Hafsa calls out. I angle my head to her direction signaling her that I was listening.

"Munira's meeting is up you should go I'll handle it before you get back"she tells me. I heave a sign of relief before opening the tap to wash my hands. After I'm done I take off my apron, hang it then take wear my black abaya. I did my hijabi style then wipe my face with my hands. I make my way to Hafsa then wrap around her, I kiss your cheek "you're the bestest little cousin Hafsie"

She rolls her eyes trying to suppress her laugh. "I wasn't the bestest little cousin before I did your chores for you"she doesn't look at me but beats while stirring the soup.

I shook my head. "No you always were"I tell her. I giver her a light squeeze then make my way out of the kitchen. I put on some perfume before going because I'm sure this girl is smelling off Food.

I make my way to the main living room to see Munira looking pretty, the wedding glow is already there. She's dressed in a jumpsuit and her hair is in a ponytail, she's also wearing jewelry which was unusual, emerald necklace and earrings and her ring. Faisal is by her side. Latifa is siting there too, she's dressed in sweats and a tank top this woman. The wedding planner Hanna is sitting in the chair opposite them, she's not from here.

I make my way towards them and they look up at me. "Well finally you're here"Munira says frustratingly. I tilt my head up, I'm always never here or late like now. Its not fair to her.