Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 1 Farewell

Dear Reader, before you read this story I would like to warn you that it has content I do not recommend for the age under 18. It has a few steamy scenes or scenes that could be disturbing.

Alice

I rushed out of the building of the skater’s training room, trying to hold back my tears of goodbye. They were so nice to me, like always. I have got a beautiful necklace from my team to remember the time spent with them.

It was so hard to leave. My trainers were with me for three years, but to leave my best friend, Lucas, was the hardest. We have skated together since we were four years old.

We competed together at our first Junior Championship, and since then we always appeared in competitions together. We tried to skate in pairs a few times, and we got used to each other quickly. Our trainers said we could try to compete like a duo, but I was happier as a solo figure skater.

“Alice, wait.”

I closed my eyes when I heard him shouting. I turned around to see him running after me. His blonde hair was messy and his blue eyes were full of sadness.

He gasped for air. I knew he felt more towards me than friendship and I was thinking of trying to be with him recently, as he was the only boy who I ever got closer to, and I liked him too. I thought I could fall in love with him perhaps later.

But to think about that was too late. I knew arguing with my stepfather would end up badly, and I would be the victim, not him. I had no choice. I had to go.

“Didn’t you think about staying? There are so many good universities in Montreal. Why do you think the USA is better?”

I could not answer him in words. I just stepped closer, hugged and kept him tight.

heard the bus was coming, I let him go; I kissed his cheek, and I got into the vehicle

watch his sad figure through the window.

tears, and I tried to watch the

one stop earlier than I should have. I wanted to walk a little, hoping to clear my mind, but I was

I stepped in the front door, I heard

you?

sure she made dinner for all of us for real, but I just strolled to the dining room and sat down. There were three

not surprised my stepfather had sat there

He never touched me. I hated him for the years of mental abuse that he caused for me, and for the mental

now, after he made this decision, I felt like I never want to see him again. I did not move at all when I heard his

they accepted your request that you want to go

answer him. He stayed quiet while my mum sat

Alice. They are one of the wealthiest families in Los Angeles. They

cutleries down. I needed to hold myself

I felt his

know that we have no

like if I would not let it out, my anger would kill me. I stood up suddenly, and

you have done to me? How dare you say that you had no other choice? I’m your step daughter. Is this what

to him, shaking with