Cold Hearted Princess

Chapter 67 The decision

Appareath, what I said shocked Lucas, but somehess, Gideon looked satished while he shook hand with him.

“Aker, I’m going to wait for you as the car.” Gideon said, and even if I didn’t want him to leave me here as I did want to expl like I expected, as soon as Gideon was far away, he poured his questions ons ine

it to explain anything to Lucas, I nodded. Just

“Alive, where have you been? Why did you never pretact me

“Lucas, I couldn’t, but it’s a long story.”

“You changed so much, you look so different, Alice, You said you go there to study, then you come back with a husband, with a family that looks like the mata itsell. What the hell is wrong with you.”*

“Trough” neatly shouted. He looked at me and frowned.

“I don’t think Lowe you an explanation. After I moved to Los Angeles, I met Gideon, and I got married to him. I’m happy.”

He looked at the ground after sighing

“And what about skating? Or you prefer to give birth to his chilen? Becoming a young mum, doing nothing in a laxurious envionment?”

He looked at me with pain in his eyes. That showed me he still wasn’t over me.

*Lucas.” I sighed, and I bugged him. He hugged me back, maybe stronger than he should have.

“like you as a good friend. You were always my friend, and

il I want it to stay this way.” I whispered to him. He nodded, and after a few seconds, he let me

“I think I’ll contine skating.” I said and smiled.

He nodded again

“Then, maybe I’ll see you in a competition. The way he said that hurt me, but I couldn’t do anything about it. I liked him, but he needed to get over me.

“Yes.” I nodded, stilling

once more, putting his

good

away. His pain was visible, and I thought I would never forget his face when he said that, I watched him for a few seconds, then I turned around too. Gideon

you, Gideon.” I

He lowered his head.

you too, Alice”

saw Gideon’s handsome face. He was sleeping soundly next to me in our bed at home. I was still in a daze after yesterday, We travelled back straight after the funeral. Gideon asked me if I wanted to stay longer, but I had enough of Montreal. The loss still hurt me very much. 1 only remembered the letter when we were sitting on the plane on the way back

“Dear Alice.

not existing anymore. I apologise for everything that I put you through. You’d have deserved a happy childhood, a loving family that I couldn’t give you. I’m sorry I never was strong enough to

Even if you think the opposite, I always wanted the best for you, and I’d never forgive myself for my failure as a

so talented and beautiful. You have the strength, persevering and toughness to have a different and happy life that I couldn’t give you. He famous, be successful,

love you always

Chapter 67 The decision.

a clear moment when she wrote this letter. I knew it wasn’t easy for her, as the paper was snaked in a few places. She cried while the wasn’t the best mother on Earth, I knew

thinking about her words. When I was a kid, I didnt understand why she encouraged me to be a surfall skater for a better life. But as I realized she wanted me to find

felt I was about to cry. When I got back the memories before, in and after the funeral, I wanted to conti thought that if she could see me from aboer,

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had Gideon, and I couldn’t be more grateful for having him, and I know next to him I wouldn’t have any problem, but that was something that I finally felt I

and got dressed, I tiptoed out of the room. The gym was waiting for me. I started

felt the missed time. It was harder than usual, but

recalled my trainer’s wants. They often talked about our limits. They and all par limits are created by our mind if you truly believe nothing is impossible, then your limits won

want to be the best, then every single attempt of yours has to be all or nothing I spent about two hours at the gym. I felt exhausted, but I

on the ice after I fished with her. I hoped Gideon worldn’t probably woke up by new. I took a towel, put it on my neck, and

I looked at the clock, and I thought

surprise, couldn’t describe the feeling of what I felt, when I could smell thing delicious in the kitchen i

cook

“Breakfast is arly ready”

I laughed.

at me. If you think it’s funny, then I’ll give

mean a

“Exactly

received last time, I didn’t mind at all.He finished soon, and I helped him to set the table up. I had to admit that even though he probably made this breakfast as his first attempt in the kitchen; it tasted delicious, I only ate a little, as I needed something that gives me more energy, but as he put that kind of food on the table too, I knew he counted with that. Could he be more