Isabella

One week had passed—

One week of darkness and sorrow passed already since that king ceremony and all I was doing was crying over and over. I couldn’t get rid of him out of my kind even for a minute. I was thinking of him while I was awake and even in my dreams every good thing and a bad thing happened between us was scrolling down in my brain like a movie.

I couldn’t eat or rest, I was angry and jealous and I even hated myself and blamed myself for what would happen.

It started with the age of revenge only to keep my dignity because of...