"My lady, I brought you Miss Leyla as requested":Amèlie
" You can go for now": Mar. Yvonne
*BLAM*
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"Well, let me get straight to the point; i called you here because ,you must do something for me.": Mar. Yvonne
*Ah!?* so she made me come here ,not because she was worried about the assassination attempt of last night,but simply because she merely wants to take advantage of me; SHE'S SUCH A B-!!.
"I need you to get back together with Alexandre.": Mar. Yvonne
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!? , get back together with such a "human"?!"
"You know? ,he regret the break-up;And guess what.. he came here,solely, to pray for forgiveness ...don't you think this is love? ": Mar. Yvonne
Before I knew it, he was already in the room.
Just his presence makes me sick.
I didn't want to stay, so I started pushing forward on both sides of the wheelchair trying to get close to the exit.
"Wait Leyla! , let me explain! , there is a misunderstanding, Miss Isabelle Davout and I are just friends and nothing more!": Alexandre
When I see him my chest hurts ... I don't know why...
..I can't stand it ....It's like my heart is breaking.
*gasp*
Suddenly , the man hugged me.
*sob-sob-sob*" please.... forgive me".
And abruptly ,he was begging me for forgiveness,
he appears to be really sorrowful...*uhm*kinda.
"let....m..e..go..!!"
"*gasp*Marchioness .. your daughter can speak!!": Alexandre
*COFF-COFF*...
...*COFF-COFF*...
...*COFF-COFF*
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*Argh" *blerg*
*GASP*"AH! ... PLEASE SOMEONE! ..., CALL A DOCTOR!!": Alexandre
Now this whole situation was making me literally puke blood
"AMÈLIE , HURRY UP!!!": Mar Yvonne
*BLAM*
"OH MY GOD!! , MISS LEYLA... ": Amélie
With my condition deteriorating at a glance, the room had become a bustle of servants.
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"I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED YOU!... YOU TOLD ME HER HEALT HAD IMPROVED,AND NOW.....LOOK AT THIS !!*Mmpf*;..
...WHAT SHALL WE DO !?!.... IF SHE DIES OUR PLAN GOES TO HELL!!": Alexandre
"Shhh!... keep your voice down, Do you want to be found out !?!":Mar. Yvonne
"Don't worry... I promised you that in a month you two will get married, ... I assure you, ... even if I have to talk with death in person!, everything will be fine.": Mar. Yvonne
In the confusion that had been created in the room, the doctors who were trying to make me respond and the servants who helped in the intent;meanwhile, "my mother" and "my ex" , in a far corner of the room , were whispering ...
.... unaware of the fact that , unable to open my eyes, speak or move my body,... I was still conscious.
That's how I found out that in a month, starting today, ...I'd be married to the man who cheated on me.