ANMELDENNyles "Plainly? Fine. Let's speak plainly," I snapped, dropping my arms and stepping right up to his wheelchair. "For the past ten years, Keith, I tried my best, I practically threw myself at you. I wanted you to sleep with me, I wanted us to be together like a real couple but what did you do? You always pushed me away. You always made excuses. You said you were broken, you said you needed time, you said your body wasn't ready."I leaned down so my face was level with his. "But then, this random girl comes into the palace, a girl you didn't even know, and just a few months later, you are sleeping with her! You took her to your bed without a second thought!"Keith looked away, his jaw clenching tight. He didn't deny it, which only made me angrier. "And now," I continued, my voice rising, "because you had a little fun with her, you think you can just dispose of me! After everything I did, you think you can just throw me in the trash and keep her!"Keith finally looked back at me. His e
Nyles A loud, bitter laugh burst out of my mouth, echoing off the walls of my room. I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying to keep quiet, but another wave of laughter ripped through me. I just couldn't believe it. I paced across the wooden floor, shaking my head.After everything, after all the empty promises Keith made to me, he actually had the nerve to go around and fall in love with another woman!I had seen the look in his eyes earlier today, I saw the fire in him when he shouted to defend Heather. I saw the way he looked at her, the way he panicked when she was hurt. He was really in love with her. Keith, the man who swore he only needed me, was completely wrapped around that little girl's finger.I stopped pacing and stared at my reflection in the window, he must think I am a complete fool.Ten years ago, when the palace was in chaos and Keith was left for dead, I took it upon myself to see that he was okay. I fed him, I cleaned his wounds, I sat by his bedside when everyone e
HeatherI opened my eyes, and the first thing I felt was a sharp, biting pain in my head. The morning light was shining through the gap in my curtains, but I hated it. I didn't want the sun to be up, I didn't want a new day to start. My head throbbed, I had been crying. I cried until my throat was sore, until my tears dried up, and my eyes were completely swollen.I pulled the blanket up to my chin, I felt dirty. The memory of Keith's hands on my body, his lips on my skin, his whispers in my ear in the shower and on his bed all made my stomach turn right now.How could I have been so stupid? How could I have let my guard down so easily?I rolled over in bed and hugged my pillow tightly. I should have known better. I should have guarded my heart. I gave myself to him completely, thinking that the walls between us were finally gone. I thought he really cared about me but the truth was right there, I was just a replacement until Nyles finally came back to the palace.He didn't care abou
Prince Keith’s POV The jarring screech of my wheelchair's wheels against the polished marble floor echoed in the suffocating silence of the corridor. I knew I had messed up terribly. Heather's face, etched with a pain I had inflicted, burned behind my eyelids. Her quiet anger, far more potent than any shouted word weighs in my chest. She never raised her voice, not at me, not ever and I, the supposed Prince, the man who claimed to care for her, had unleashed my frustration and misdirected rage at her.Just overwhelmed was my pathetic excuse. Overwhelmed by the sudden shift in the palace Nyles's sudden return. I should have known this was how she would act. Nyles always had a way of asserting her claim, of disrupting any semblance of peace, and Heather, my gentle, steady Heather, was caught in the crossfire.My chair whirred, carrying me away from the guilt-ridden silence of her room and back towards my own chambers. I didn't need to look behind me to know Nyles was there, her footste
Heather The floorboards of my room creaked beneath my bare feet as I paced from left to right, right to left. Each step was supposed to be a stride towards clarity, but instead, it only churned the murky waters of my mind, making them murkier still. My breath hitched in my chest with a tight knot of dread. How had I been so utterly, irrevocably stupid?Nyles? The name itself was a bitter taste on my tongue. For a while now she has been gone and I had totally forgotten her, I'd almost forgotten she existed, almost convinced myself she was nothing more than a memory and in that blissful, ignorant void, I had given myself to Keith. Completely without reservation.My heart ached with a sudden pang, thinking about Keith's kindness, his unwavering attentiveness, his gentle touch. Every single moment replayed in my mind, each tender gesture now tainted with a sickening suspicion. Was it all an act? A facade, constructed solely because Nyles was absent? Had he merely been filling a void, bid
Prince Keith "I'm sorry to interrupt, your highness, "but... Nyles is back. She asked me to let you know about it." The moment those words left the guards ' mouths my breath hitched, and a soft gasp got caught in my throat. Nyles!I had almost forgotten that someone like that existed, I was so lost in Heather, lost in my feelings, and everything about her that I had forgotten I had another woman to deal with, I was rooted to the ground, unable to move. "Keith?" Heather's voice came softly. I let out a deep, shuddering breath and glanced at her."Heather," I managed, my voice rougher than I intended."I... I think I will return to my chambers," Heather said, her voice barely a whisper, before I could even form a coherent protest, before I could beg her to stay she turned and walked away. I watched her back lump forming on my throat. Every instinct screamed at me to reach for her, to pull her back, but my hands remained gripping the armrests of my wheelchair and then I saw Nyles was
HeatherThe morning air was crisp and cool against my skin, quite different from the warmth that bloomed in my chest. I practically vibrated with anticipation. Sleeping had been a restless affair, and my mind replayed our late-night conversations, the way Keith's eyes had softened, and the walk he
Prince Keith The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Heather. Her face, softened by sleep, was turned towards me, her dark hair scattered against the pillow. Sunlight, filtered through the curtains, cast a warm glow on her skin, making her look like a painting. My heart swelled with happin
HeatherAfter we were done eating, the weather was getting too chill and we decided to return to our chambers. Keith sat down in his wheelchair and I helped him back to his chamber, I stopped in front of his door and he turned his wheelchair to look at me, "Goodnight," he mumbled and I smiled "Can
Heather I walked beside Prince Keith, my hands lightly resting on the push handles of his wheelchair, guiding him forward. My mind, however, was not entirely focused on that. It kept replaying what just happened at the royal mausoleum, the raw, unguarded emotions I had witnessed from him. The deva







