England is in civil war and my brother asked a favor if Mary can take a refuge in France. You didn't think twice and commanded all the servant to make everything comfortable for her. There's a pinch in my heart and this heartache is slowly consuming me.
You're always in her shadow. I woke up in the morning and you're gone, there you are, strolling and making her laugh. I woke up at night without you by my side and having tea with her.
It was like she never broke your heart, like she never cut you into pieces. What's killing me is seeing you happy with her, your eyes are twinkling and feels like you don't see anything, just her.
I wanted to shout at you and ask you. Where's my place in your life, in your heart. But I remember that saying. I know my place. That bite me in the ass. I will never be your priority and you'll never be mine.
It feels like I was back in square one. Competing with an impossible.
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Letters To My Betrothed
Historical FictionHistorical Series #2 ------- Elizabeth Tudor is the second daughter of King Henry VIII of England with his second wife, Anne Boleyn. At the age of 8, she was betrothed to Prince Francis of France. She never forgets how beautiful his smile when he...
