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The Author's POV.
Depressing this thoughts Stefan came down from the horse and tied it to a nearby tree.
He took a deep breath and knocked on the wooden door. There was no answer. He tried again but no one reply.
Maybe coming here was a bad idea. He took a step backwards. 'Go home prince Stefan'.
He knocked again. This time the door opened and Angelina's mother emerged from behind. She looked pale like it was her that attempted the suicide. Her eyes were swollen. The thought of her daughter dying must have drained her. Poor woman he thought.
"My P-prince" Alex eyes widened when she saw the prince at her doorstep. He was the last person she could imagine to see that evening. His wedding was Tonight, so what was he doing here?
"Mrs. Zev" Stefan paused and bit his lips. He remembered how his mother frustrated these innocent people. He felt really bad about it.
