I look outside my window and sigh. It's already midnight, but I still couldn't sleep. What happened this afternoon still lingers in my mind.
Rufus went through a lot because of the origin of his mother, the Duchess. Aside from it, he also has weird eyes and hair that make everyone scared of him. If not scared, they would see Rufus as a cursed child.
I couldn't imagine how much in pain and traumatized the young Rufus was. And everything that happens to him is because of me. Then what? He will end up falling in love with Princess Paislee that will end up together with Prince Fraser?
Really, Ysa? Why do you need to make his life this miserable? What did Rufus do to you to make you do that to him?
I sigh again and lean my head on the window. I felt guilty because of what Rufus had been through. How painful must it be to bear all of the insults on his own? I don't even want to think.
