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

at me once more, putting his hands in his

good luck,

he turned around and walked 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 was

you, Gideon.”

He lowered his head.

love you too, Alice”

Montreal. The

“Dear Alice.

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 leave with you. Pas sorry I

think the opposite, I always wanted the best for you, and I’d never forgive myself

up your dreams. You are so talented and beautiful. You have the strength, persevering and toughness to have a different and happy

you always and

Chapter 67 The decision.

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

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 happiness and escape our miserable life. I kept thinking about her face, herted, teary eyes when the bid farewell to me at the airport. That was the last time

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, she’d be

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had Gideon, and I couldn’t be more grateful for having him, and I know next to him

bed, not to wake Gideon up, and I went to the bathrooms. After freshening myself up and got dressed, I tiptoed out of the room. The gym was waiting for me. I started training, but not like recently, I needed to get used to training about thirty seven hours a week, and I

It was harder than usual,

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,

said if you want to be the best, then every single attempt of yours has to be all or nothing I spent about two hours at

planned to stay on the ice after I fished with her. I hoped Gideon worldn’t probably woke up by new. I

the clock,

the word, surprise, couldn’t describe the feeling of what I felt,

appalled. He had his phone on the kitchen desk, and it played a video off how to cook breakfest while he cooked it himself. I had to smile. Probably, he felt I’ve been there as he turned around. He looked at

“Breakfast is arly ready”

laughed. He

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

mean a

“Exactly

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