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In Love With The Prince My pain and regret
Amara’s POVI could not believe what the queen had just said to me. Her words pierced through my chest like a thousand sharp knives. It was not her voice, it was as if a stranger was speaking. The woman who had once held me with so much warmth, who had comforted me through my darkest nights, had finally decided to abandon me. She told me to give up on Gilan… as if that was even possible.The air in the palace corridors felt heavy as I walked back to my room, my heart dragging me down with every step. When I opened the door, I found my son awake, his tiny eyes fixed on the ceiling, as though he was studying the patterns of a world I could not see. Innocent, untouched by all the darkness surrounding him. His stillness almost broke me.Maybe… maybe keeping him was a mistake, I whispered to myself, though the thought made me shudder in shame. Not because I didn’t love him, no, I loved him with every breath I had left, but because his very existence tied me to this unending torment. The ki
In Love With The Prince The queen's change of heart
Queen’s POV“What is wrong, Amara? Why are you shouting?” I ask, my voice trembling as I rise quickly from my seat at the dining table.I see her coming down the stairs in a rush, her body still weak, her steps unsure. She had given birth only a few days ago, she should not even be walking so fast. The moment I see her pale face, I know something is terribly wrong.“Mother… oh, mother,” she gasps, clutching a folded paper to her chest.My heart pounds painfully inside my chest. My breath catches. Surely, it must be something dreadful for her to look this desperate. She reaches me, thrusting the paper into my hand with trembling fingers.The moment my eyes fall upon the handwriting, I feel my knees weaken. It is Gilan’s. My son. My one and only son. My fingers tremble as I unfold the paper. I force my eyes to read each word, though I feel as though my heart is tearing with every line.And then, the words sink in.Hot tears rush from my eyes before I can stop them. My chest heaves. “My
In Love With The Prince The prince is gone
Amara’s POVThe morning came too soon. My eyes had barely closed before the baby’s cries pierced the silence of the chamber, sharp and relentless. I rocked him, whispered to him, begged him in the stillness of dawn to just sleep, but he didn’t. My body ached, my head throbbed, yet I stayed awake with him because who else would?Gilan’s words from yesterday still echoed inside me like a wound that refused to heal. “The baby’s cries are irritating me.” He hadn’t even looked at the child properly since the day I returned from the hospital. Not one glance, not one soft word. Nothing but coldness.How does a man hate his child, we are married so it his baby. He is supposed to be there for the baby? Or maybe it was me he hated so deeply that the baby became the target of his bitterness. My chest tightened as I looked at the small bundle in my arms.His eyes blinked open, wide and searching. “Maybe you’re just hungry, hmm?” I murmured, forcing a smile I didn’t feel. I reached for the bottle,
In Love With The Prince Leaving everything behind
Gilan’s POVAs I enter my room, the air feels heavier than usual, pressing down on my chest. The tall windows let in the dim golden light of late afternoon, but even the sun seems distant here. I pause by the door, my hand still on the handle, and let the thought settle in my mind like a stone dropped into still water, this is it. This is the last day I will stay here.I can’t breathe in this place anymore. The palace, with its marble floors and endless corridors, has become a gilded prison. I have lived under my father’s watchful eye all my life, and now… now it’s suffocating me. Happiness here is a ghost I haven’t seen in years.I move toward the bathroom, each step feeling like I’m wading through water. I turn on the shower and let the warm water run over me. At first, it’s just heat against skin. But then the heat becomes too much, and my chest tightens. My vision blurs before I even realize I’m crying.I try to stop it, to push it back like I’ve done for months, but the tears kee
In Love With The Prince The boring palace
Gilan’s POVThe baby had been born. At least, that’s what my mother just told me over the phone. Her voice was bright with excitement, that commanding royal tone as if her words should carry weight in my heart. But instead, they slid off me like water off stone.“I won’t be coming, Mother. That baby is not my responsibility. I won’t come. So just hang up.”That’s what I said, and I meant every word. My voice was calm, almost too calm, because underneath it was a tide of emotions I refused to let her hear. I ended the call before she could answer.Eight months. That’s how long it’s been since I last saw Elena. Eight months of waking up with an ache in my chest, of carrying a thousand thoughts I couldn’t share with anyone. Every day without her has been another layer of emptiness, another reminder that my life lost its color when she walked away.Now, my mother wants me to smile for Amara’s child? The very thought makes my stomach turn. I can’t stand the idea of being tied to Amara any
In Love With The Prince Gilan is not here with me.
Amara’s POVWhen I wake up, it’s not because of peace or rest. It’s because my body feels heavy, my mouth dry, and the faint cries of my baby echo somewhere close by. I blink against the dim hospital light, the scent of antiseptic thick in the air. My arms instinctively reach for my child, but they’re empty. Panic surges through me for a second until I turn my head and see the queen rocking him gently in the corner.“You’re awake, my dear,” she says softly.My lips part before my mind even catches up. “Did he come?”The queen’s hands pause for the briefest moment, and that tiny hesitation says more than words could. She shakes her head.“No, my dear. I’m sorry.”Something inside me cracks. It’s a quiet, deep break, not the kind that bursts into screaming or sobbing, but the kind that settles like a cold weight in your chest. The kind that tells you, this is your reality now.I stare at the ceiling for a long moment, my eyes blurring. I had told myself not to hope, but hope has a way o
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