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

looked at me once more, putting his

then good

would never forget his face when he said that, I watched him for a few seconds, then I turned around too. Gideon was in the cat, but I knew he watched the scene. I was concerned about having to explain everything, but in the car, he simply asked if I was okay, hugged

you,

He lowered his head.

you too, Alice” He whispered

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 to Los Angeles. It was with me all the time, but I never dared to

“Dear Alice.

you get this letter, probably, I’m 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

the consequences. Even if you think the opposite, I always wanted the best for you, and I’d never

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

you always

Chapter 67 The decision.

paper was snaked in a few places. She cried while the wasn’t

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.

needed to stop thinking about it, as I felt I was about to cry. When I got back the memories before, in and after the funeral, I wanted to conti thought that

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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

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

the missed time. It was harder than usual, but when I

They and all par limits are created by our mind if you truly believe nothing is impossible, then your limits won

you want to be the best, then every single attempt of yours has to be all or nothing I spent

with her. I hoped Gideon worldn’t probably woke up by new. I took a towel, put

the clock, and I thought

what I felt, when I could smell thing delicious in

the door, then I just watched him, 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

it’s

mean a

“Exactly

even though he probably made this breakfast as his first attempt in the kitchen; it tasted delicious,