Just when I thought things could finally fall into place.
Why does it happen again?
I thought when he refused to talk to me. Everything was over. I admit I felt helpless and extremely regretful but he was the kind that's beyond my control. Cause let's face it, the guy is f*****g royalty. That was the issue I could never allow myself to indulge the chance he wanted to take.
He scoffed. "Not a few weeks ago, you were begging to talk to me. I thought you're actually sorry. And now I see you all over a man at a club." The venom in his words was so prominent like a knife slicing my chest agonisingly slow. It f*****g hurt.
Ouch.
"Are you f*****g telling me that I'm no different than a w***e?" I gritted my teeth. My fists clenched from his insult.
"Your words not mine."
"You're basically s
