It's been days since I have seen Prince Fraser. It seems like he is avoiding me. He always eats breakfast ahead of us, and if I'm studying in the library, he will make sure he's training on the training ground. Even in the evening, he would come home late.
I smiled bitterly and flipped the page of the book I am reading. I haven't even seen Princess Paislee because she is always with Prince Fraser.
This is what I want, right? To make time for the male lead and the female lead. But it still hurts me. It still hurt me to the point I couldn't even focus on the training I've been doing.
I slump my head on the table and silently cry. It hurts. It really hurts. I want Prince Fraser to only look at me, be with me. But I know I cannot do that. Even if Prince Fraser likes Csille now, I cannot take something that isn't mine in the first place. Csille is the villainess, and villainess is not meant to end up with the male lead. That is what supposed to be.
