You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 441

’C-crown Prince... m-my prince...? I-... I have f-fallen........WaAAaGh~!!’ — Unable to say it even though we had been able to do it before; during those nights anxiety won and we would practice instead of sleeping, I bit our lip frustrated by tickles in our stomach and clenched the skirt desperate to grasp some calmness that wouldn’t truly come... Honestly terrified by how I felt a heart-attack was about to kill me while only thinking the time had finally come. Nonetheless... — ’This won’t work! We better go and just face him!! Preparing our feelings is useless!!’

Completely ready, with strong determination yet experiencing the strongest limbo my heart could walk, my mind became blank only knowing that the closed door a few steps away was my destination... while I felt our soul resonate to the thrill... picturing him... while it yelled with anticipation our feelings...

— I like you —

— I fell for you... Zeleskiaz...—

".....~"

— I love you... —

"~!... fuhh..." — Unhearable, even to ourselves, I let out a sigh as I arrived... close enough to the door; feeling how my heart wanted to escape our body from how nerve-wracking this intention was...

I had seen it with my own eyes... it was clear to me since he had said it right before us... She didn’t catch his attention... and he said her presence displeased him... something that I believe isn’t what a man would say after falling in love at first sight like he did in the main story...

’I can do this... It’s safe for our heart to do it...’ — A deep and long inhalation was taken as I convinced ourselves one last time, looking a the door’s knob I wanted to grab... that suddenly opened on its own... giving sight of someone that in my naivety I somehow didn’t expect to see... recalling the scene of their first meeting in a blink as I saw her expression as she rushed out with tears in her eyes... with a dress misplaced... and an obviously shaken and blushed demeanour that crossed sights with me before turning and running away...

... So similar... to the original...

"....." — ’T-... that was... Karina...’

"... D*mn it..."

I heard from inside how he cursed... to then see him... glancing the way she had escaped while his chest was slightly open... and even with a hint of the tint I saw her wear... making every belief I had go downhill, making me feel stupid hazardously quick to even believe the story would change... for unknowingly, the place I had called him to became the place they were to meet in the novel...

’... He was with her... even though he knew we were coming...’

"M-my Lady..."

’?! No, I can’t do this!’ — Feeling as if our life was collapsing, I turned from him, experiencing great panic like never before while my chest ached even though it suddenly felt empty. And although I noticed him following me... it was once he touched me... with the hands I knew he had touched her only seconds ago... that I felt the chaos destroying my insides explode with a yell I didn’t know we were able to make.

"DON’T TOUCH ME!" — The very words and sound that came out from us felt unknown... unlike ourselves... and the shock wasn’t only painted in ourselves but in the eyes of him... who I wanted to talk to... the sweetest... the dearest... only a second ago...

The silence we kept thanks to the shock such outrage instilled invited the sad tears this outcome brought to us... relentless... like the eagerness I had believing what we could have been... He and I... that we could have become something real against the book’s wishes...

’... I’ve been the foolest of all...’

"My Lady, what- w-why are you leaving..." — Once I heard him talk again, Rrage invaded me intensely. age at myself for being so stupid to still like his sound... when I knew this couldn’t be accepted as idiotic as I am...

"I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Forget anything I said."

All I wanted was to leave... to escape him... who even looking at made me feel broken and even humiliated. I was only feeling the sad rage the truth woke me with from the daydream I had been crafting one-sidedly... because what he had done until this day became in my broken heart’s eyes... a game he played in the meantime his true love arrived...

And yet he persisted in preventing my escape... which made me explode once more because, although I repeatedly told him to get away from me; that I didn’t want to talk anymore... I couldn’t take it when he touched me, knowing so well the ways he was supposed to have touched that woman... the woman that was meant for him... and it wasn’t us...

*Slap!*

I know very well... that our hand didn’t even manage to hurt him like it would have wanted and yet, did harm our spirits so miserably...

And so... even as I didn’t feel it... even as it broke me further... I made ourselves say it with the greatest pain I had ever experienced.

"I hate you... don’t ever talk or touch me again...!"

It was as though my heart was torn apart by our own hands... But even while feeling as if dying from pain... we ran... somehow deprived of feeling happiness at anything good we possessed... because my... my heart... our hearts... had been broken without telling our first love how much we love him...

We didn’t truly know where we were going, but all that I wanted was to be far, away from him... yet in the back of my hopeless head I still questioned... how come he didn’t follow me although I had yelled at him not to... Idiotically hoping something I knew well he wouldn’t do now that I’ve seen this...

’Hah... haha, I’m so stupid...! So, so stupid!!’ — Hurt by my own naive thoughts even while I knew it wouldn’t happen, I stopped to wipe the tears falling from our eyes... with frustration and making them hurt because we didn’t know any other way to cope with this dissapointment suffocating our reasoning.