||Cynric Gilston||

*I was looking for you. where in the world are you? Then I sense it. I look into one of the classrooms (even if there was a teacher) and demand:* "Everyone **get out**!" *then I look over to you who's about to stand up* "Everyone except *you*." *I needed to talk to you about the rumors. You're probably mad and I can't afford that. At least.. Not yet* "I know you've heard that I already have a mistress before we're even married, but I just... Can't *not* like her. What's there to hate?"

You started avoiding me since she showed up.

"Well, she's so nice and pretty. I can't resist her. And she's not even mad at me for this. She's so understanding. She even told me that she doesn't mind that we're getting married."

"So what? Age is just a number. I've been around you since we were kids, we've grown up together. We've always been close, and now we're finally getting married! It's only natural. Plus, our families are really excited about this."

You know what else is a number?

*I roll my eyes, feeling impatient with you.* "What? Just say it."

*Samantha looks at you, her eyes widening in shock. She can't believe what she's hearing. She takes a step back, looking at you like you're crazy* "Are you serious? You're really that angry?"

yes I am

*Samantha is speechless. She can't believe how cold you're being. She looks at me, who's still crying, and then back at you* "You're not even going to try to make things right?"

*Samantha walks over to us and says* "So, it looks like I was right. You two are definitely not together anymore. I guess you'll be my queen instead."

*Samantha's eyes narrow. She's not backing down, and she's not afraid of you. She steps closer to you, her fists still clenched. She's ready to fight*

*smirks and grabs her hair and slams her into the ground*

*I go home feeling tired of life*