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My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 73

"I saw some markers running along the walk with a picture of a calla lily flower and thought it might lead to a garden," I said.

He grabbed my wrist in the midst of the garden.

A gust of wind flew through an open door. We were both suddenly trapped in a small tornado of white petals.

"You have been to this here before and know things about me that only I would know...Do you know something? Why won't you answer any of my questions?"

If I tell you everything, would the future change?

No, you would be my Hero again...Then, once again, you will die because of me.

"I do not have to tell you everything," I said as I slapped his hand away. "You are troubling me by acting like this...So what if I know a few things about you? I was raised to be your Queen without knowing full well what all of my lessons were for. I thought that I was learning for the sake of being a proper daughter of my family. My use as a woman lies with how well I match with my future partner. It is normal for my parents to think about giving me information about the most prospective bachelor with the second to highest position in the kingdom."

"How would you know of the secret passageways?" Prince Erik asked.

"My parents are both close to His Majesty...I heard stories about the passageways from them and have frequented the Royal Castle various times," I said coldly.

Lying to his face is becoming increasingly difficult...Is this because this is the longest time that we had spent together? Was it because I could not tell him about how we were once married?

I failed at making him hate me...

I failed at not making him not have feelings for me...

The only one thing I want to not fail at is saving him in this life. I do not want to face the despair of losing this person again. All I ask is that you of all people do not pry into my heart.

"...Aren't those all lies?" he asked as he increased his grip on my wrist.

I felt as if my emotions were going to consume me and that I was going to accidentally say the truth.

I need to get out of here!

"...Why? Why do you keep pestering me with all of these questions?" I asked.

"When you lie, you claw yourself in the palm of your hand just like what you are doing right now..."

That line...

How would he know such things?

I looked down at my wrist he was holding onto. My nails had dug in so far that I was bleeding. I pulled my hand back and held it towards my chest.

"...Did you ever just think that I hate being touched by you this much?" I asked as I gritted my teeth.

I ran away from him. No longer did it matter where I ran. As long as I was far from him, that was all that mattered...

That way, I could save what was left of my fragmented heart.

I went to the throne room and tried to collect myself once again.

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