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My phone buzzed and that's what disturbed my beauty sleep.

"Hello!" I said.

"Good Morning, sleepy head." I recognised Mark's voice.

"Mark, let's talk later. I am sleeping." I told him.

"No! Wait! Do not cut the call. You're ignoring me since after that kiss." I was fully awake after hearing that.

"What kiss?" I asked.

"Umm.. no! Nothing.."

"That night when you took me out to a club did you kiss me?" I asked just wanted to hear him say no.

"I.. Sofia, look..."

"Yes or no?"

"You said you wanted to feel loved..." So those images that I was getting in my head was real. It was all real. We really kissed.

"I knew it. I knew it damn well that you have been whoring around but now it's confirmed." Brandon was standing at the door of my room looking very very angry.

"Brandon, I... I.. no!" I couldn't say anything.

"Shit!" I heard Mark cursing on the phone.

"Brandon, I don't know. Believe me I don't know what happened that day. I was drunk." I stood up and went towards him.

"Don't! Don't you dare come near me. I can't stand your whore self around me." He said showing me how disgusted he was with me.

"You have to hear me out, Brandon. This is not true. He kissed me and I never kissed him back." I told him the truth as the flashback of that night appeared in my mind.

"Know what? I don't give a fuck." He said.

"You do. Cuz I'm your wife." I told him.

"No! You're just a piece of fucking shit in my life. A worthless shit who no wants." He angrily said.

"So i am that to you and what about Candy?" I questioned.

"She is my everything." He replied with a smile on his face.

"You don't know how it feels, Brandon. You don't know how it feels to be rejected again and again by the one who you love with all your heart. No matter how much I try, it will never be enough. I will never be enough for you but you will always be the only one I love, Brandon. I love you, only you." I said, weekly.

"An you don't know how it feels to be grown up as an orphan." He said with so much hatred in his voice.

"I am sorry!" I don't have any words for him. He lost both of his parents when he was merely 6 year old.

He chuckled, "Don't pity me. Pity yourself for being you. You don't even know anything about yourself." I raised my eyebrows and he took a deep breathe, "Just get the hell out of my face, bitch." He shouted.

"How much you value your friendship with Alex and your relationship with mama?" I asked.

"You stay out of it, you fucking cheater." He snapped.

"I didn't cheat, Brandon. I told you he kissed me and I never kissed him back . You can't just blame me for something I didn't do and when it comes to cheating, you should not be the one to talk cuz I have seen you having sex with Candy with my own eyes and that too not once so you better see yourself before blaming me for something which I never intended to do." I wiped all the tears and tried to be strong.

"That's what you get for loving me. Do you understand it? I am not going to love you back ever so fuck off!" He yelled.

"You do remember that you told me yourself that you're my prince, you do remember telling me to love you only, you do remember telling me to stay away from all the boys and wait for you to come back then we'll be together forver. You told me all that, Brandon. I can't even count how many time you said I love you to me so now what happened? Why are you changed, Brandon?" I asked him.

"She hasn't eaten anything since last night, Brandon. Maybe you can help her she just listens to you." Mama told Brandon.

"Don't worry, mom. Go and prepare dinner for two. We'll be down soon." Brandon told mama and mama went out of the room.

Tears formed in my eyes and I hugged my teddy tightly.

"Princess?" Brandon said and I remained quiet.

"So my princess is angry?" Brandon asked and again I remained quiet.

"So my princess is also giving me a silent treatment. Huh?" He said and I again remained quiet.

"You're leaving." I whispered.

"You're leaving." I again whispered.

"You are not going to attend my poem contest which will be held this Friday. You will not listen to the poem I wrote for you." I sobbed.

"That's why I am here, Princess. Now come on read that poem for me." He told me and kissed my cheek.

"When are you going to come back?" I asked him.

"After I finish my studies, Princess." He replied.

"What if you find another princess in England?" I asked.

"Never. I can never find someone as beautiful as you are." I smiled.

"Listen, you love me and you will always love me. When I will come back then we are gonna have loads of time for fun. We are gonna be together forver. I am your Prince, your only prince. You will wait for me and please stay away from boys." He told me and hugged me.

"I don't want to hear mama complaining about you not skipping meals. Understood?" He said and I nodded my head.

"Now read that poem for me." He asked.

"Oh happy bird

I want to fly chirping like you,

Oh nighty river

I want to flow to places new,

I am a little princess,

Shower me with smiles, will you?

He will show me the rainbow

And the shower will smile at us.

He who? My Prince

The one who's waiting ever since

But what the old man says

He scared me in my dreams

For the last few days

Says I am not a princess

Since I have no prince in real

But that's not how I feel

Everytime I close my eyes

I see you like in real"