CHAPTER 14

Emily's POV

"You have a lot of nerve, Emily Hollen. I don't know who you think you are, and I don't care, but let me make myself very, very clear to you. Stay away from my fiancé!" she finished with a small shout and got the attention of several hotel employees, who quickly turned their eyes away from us when I looked back at them.

"Listen, it's not what..." I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face. The only reason I didn't slap it away was she was royalty.

"No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you were aware of my engagement to the prince, but nonetheless, you came onto him!"

"Where's your proof of that?" I asked now, folding my arms to control myself.

"Oh, I will...I do have...I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!"

I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course, the gossip would start about Sebastian and myself. I had been expecting as much, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

"If you'll excuse me now, I'd like to get back to my room," I said to her softly and sweetly before turning my back to her. I went back to my room, and she left.

I immediately texted Sebastian, and he texted back, asking to see me in person. I obliged. Lord knows this could be the very last time I saw him before he turned into a king and husband.

After two hours, we met at his favorite spot.

"Hi," he greeted.

"Hi," I responded as I walked slowly towards him. I was instantly pulled into his arms when I reached him.

"I'm so sorry. I had no idea she would show up at your hotel and cause such a scene. This is all my fault," he said to me.

"Please don't put this all on yourself. I should have left when I was going to, and I shouldn't have slept with you, and I shouldn't have..." I was going on hysterically until he cupped my face with his palms to stop the tears that I didn't even know were coming.

I looked into his eyes, and he kissed me, hard, on my lips. He pulled me even closer. I was sure not even the wind could get between us. His hands acted like a pair of shields around me, and I indeed felt protected from the world and everyone in it.

"There's something about you that drives me crazy whenever you're near." He broke the kiss and put a handful of my hair behind my ear. He kissed my forehead next, and I laid my head against his steel chest.

"Sebastian, I will have to let you go," I said, and my heart felt like it was ripping in two, "Understand that I don't want to, but I have to."

"I understand. Let's just enjoy this moment together."

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The wedding day had finally arrived. I had cut off all communications with Sebastian ever since our last encounter at his favorite spot, and I had made my mind up to return back home very soon without him knowing anything about it.

The wedding was being broadcast live on television, and although I didn't want to see it, I had Gen next to me, so we watched on together.

Princess Naomi walked down the aisle of a chapel by herself. Her white dress flowed beautifully as she walked on. A princess indeed. The camera was fixed on her and only her until she reached the altar and faced Sebastian.

My heart squeezed against my chest and my eyes flooded with tears, yet again, for him, only him.

The chapel was filled with people who resembled pure royals, and they looked on eagerly as the priest began speaking.

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"We should have crashed that wedding!" Gen shouted and threw a piece of popcorn at the television.

"And get arrested?" I asked as I took a handful of her big bowl of popcorn.

"It would have been worth it, Em. SSHHH! It's time for the 'I Do's'!"

"I wasn't even talking. You're the one talking," I answered with a laugh.

"SSSHHHH!" she hissed again, and I threw popcorn at her this time, trying to distract myself from the part of the wedding I was dreading the most.

"I can't watch this!" I let out with a cry and ran into my bedroom, leaving Gen in the living room by herself.

"Emily! come back!"

"NO! I CAN'T WATCH IT, GEN! LEAVE ME ALONE, PLEASE!" I cuddled myself up in the bed with my pillows, but the sound of the television was clear.

"Do you, Prince Sebastian, take Princess Naomi as your wife? Do you promise to love and cherish her and to be by her through sickness and heath until death do you apart?"

"Emily! Get out here! Something is happening!" I heard Gen call, and I peeled myself up and out of the room.

"What's going on?" I asked her.

"Look, look, look, he's shaking his head instead of answering."

I looked at the screen, and Sebastian was now whispering to the priest. Princess Naomi had a fake smile on her face as she stood still, and after twenty more seconds, Sebastian walked out of the wedding chapel.