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Truth and Lies

Truth and Lies

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Preview; "What..!!?? Who are you?" I demanded breathing heavily as I was being carried like a sack to the mysterious prince's shoulder. If, he's even a prince that is. "I'd bloody keep it quiet if I were you. As you can see, you're not in a place where you can demand order" said he in a deep voice. Trying hard to look around my surroundings, I caught a glimpse of.. well.. trees.., tons of them, were in the middle of the forest I'm guessing. Damn him! I scowled. "And here I thought you're an actual prince and a gentleman!" I shouted trying to hit his back to slow him down. "Well come on now...I may not be a prince, but I'm always a gentlemen. And stop shouting especially next to my bloody ears. It's deafening" he complained kneeling down under an Oak tree pulling me down in a sitting position with my knees in my chest. He reached his right hand in his satchel and took out what looks like an old cloth. Oh no! "Don't even think ab... " I tried to say but the moment that I did, he put the in my mouth as a gag. The amount of hatred I have for him is unbelievable. "Quiet down now luv." He whispered as his face comes closer just inches apart with mine. I stared wide eyed as he licked his lip leaning in my ear. "You'll thank me soon", he whispered leaning back looking at me with his deep blue eyes.
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There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.

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