Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 2 Arriving into hell

After he finished the sentence, he let me go. I rushed out of the dining room and ran into my room, ending up lying on my bed. I cried. My parents put me in a trap that I had no way out of.

I told everybody around me I would leave to study as I had got a perfect opportunity and I did not want to miss it.

They did not understand me at all. They said I should not worry about my future. As a talented figure skater, my coach trained me for the next Olympic games. My trainer suggested becoming a trainer after winning famous sports events could prevent financial problems when I was too old to compete.

I told him I could be a trainer indeed, but I said I was not sure how I would feel about young skaters who would take my place. It was not true, of course, and it sounded selfish, but I needed a good reason to make him understand my decision.

I told him I should study in a good university, to make sure sport would not be the only thing that I could rely on. Eventually, it seemed like he understood me.

Hours passed before I calmed down. I lifted my head suddenly when someone knocked on my door. My mum stepped into my room.

“Alice, have you finished packing?”

I sat up, then I shook my head. She walked closer and hugged me.

“I’m so sorry, dear.”

She sobbed. I could not blame her at all. She made two mistakes in her life, but those two mistakes led her to an early end.

The first one was, that she let my father seduce her and make her pregnant, when she was only eighteen, like me now. The other one was Charles. She should have left him straight after she got a clue about his past, and straight after the first slap that landed on her face.

for that. He would not have let

let me go after a long time passed and

will help

she was not clear mentally anymore. Her mistakes slowly killed

take. They said they were going to buy everything for me,

request he made about my style

tell me what to wear, but

virgin was a must. They were going to take me to a doctor, who was going to

on my husband, I have to

wear makeup. These things I did not mind. I liked my brown hair color, and I never wore strong makeup unless

etiquette, and I had to maintain my body. That was not

I got to behave. As they said,

the list that they expected me to keep, some

If I was going to live and stay healthy for a long time,

‌future husband, the only thing that I knew was his age. He was twenty-eight

things slowly; I took my favorite clothes only. There was a picture of

much I missed him already. I packed my necklace as well,

I lay down,

jump. I showered and dressed up; I took my luggage, and I said bye to my room. My parents looked at me as I strolled down the stairs. My mum held my hand, and she led me to the car. Charles did not say

found myself in the terminal. The tiredness and my overwhelmed nerves tortured me, and I hoped I could

they opened the gate, and I boarded