On a crystal clear morning, living on a beautiful island, I—the princess, went downstairs for my morning tea.

“Hello dear,” I declare, my face lighting up at the sight of my husband.

“Hello,” he replies, but his mind is elsewhere.

I wonder how Victoria is doing, A man said.

“Did you say something?” I ask, looking around.

_****_ “No?” He responds with a slight shrug.

_****_“Oh, sorry,” I shake it off.

_****_ Victoria, my sister, walks in, and she is staying with us for the next couple of weeks.

_**_ _She looks beautiful wow. _**__

I hear a man say… wait? That sounds like _my husband._

My eyes widen and I look back and forth. Victoria is looking at James with fluttering eyes, and he is looking at her, his eyes dancing.

_ What is going on? Why is he looking at her like that? Why is she looking at him like that? And most importantly how can I hear them? _

Sudden anger flows through my veins, but I push it down.

**_ _**** He’s absolutely charming in this light.****_ _**

“Get a room,” I say, quieter than a whisper.

“What?” She asks.

“I need to go for a walk,” I bow, then run out grabbing my gown.

I look back and she’s waving, “See you soon!”

I nod, then set out.

I run until my feet can’t anymore, collapsing on the ground. Sobs rush out and I can’t stop it. “Why,” I whisper, my mouth filled with saliva.

“Why!” I scream louder this time, my voice echoing on the mountain top.

I scream again. And again. And again. And then start crying again.

_ My love, my everything, why, why, why why? _

_Why! Why! Why!_

Tears erupt from every part of me, and my heart is weary. The smell of bacon fills the air and I see my feet lead me to our private cabin.

I rush in to clean my gown._ _

_I hope no one saw that. _