|Xavier's POV|
"....not so princess-y now, am I?"
I cannot f*****g believe her words.
The sound of that glass shattering and the sight of her crimson blood oozing out of her hand was enough to give me a mini heart attack and this woman is concerned about how I perceived her to be?
"Have you lost your f*****g mind?" I snap at her, my voice rising slightly as I stare at her with anger.
Not towards her.
None of it towards her.
But towards the man who hurt her so much that she doesn't trust her own self. Towards all those people who stood by and watched her get beaten and wounded and did nothing against the tyrant. Towards the God sitting up there and writing such a shitty f*****g story for her.
I am going to change that.
Every day since I saw her for the first time, I have s
