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.

bus was coming, I let him go; I kissed

I could not watch his sad figure through

I tried to watch the

walk a little, hoping to clear my

in the front door,

that you? Come and eat

of us for real, but I just strolled to the dining room and sat down. There

not surprised my stepfather had sat

I hated him for the years of mental abuse that he caused for me, and for the mental and physical harm he caused

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

they

him. He stayed quiet

families in

down. I needed to hold myself back

I felt his gaze

know that we have no

I felt like if I would not let it out, my anger would kill me. I

are you aware of what you have done to me? How dare you say that you had no other choice? I’m your step daughter. Is this what you raised me for? To sell me when you are short of

shouted to him, shaking