"Lady, Marquis has returned," Nanny told as I was frowning in anger.
I didn’t care about anything and walked toward his office. This ti I didn’t even ask for permission but pushed the door and entered forcefully.
"Bernice, have you forgotten about your manners?" I can see my father’s usual anger, but I don’t care.
"Father, I too want to ask you. Have you finally lost it?" Father’s expression changed. He looked at with shocked eyes.
"I will co back later," the count left as I started shouting.
"Sister, what are you...."
Excalibur tried to stop as well.
"You should not attend your classes unless you want to see this."
"And I’m sure you don’t want to see this." This is the first ti I ever behaved like this which made him run from the place while and father were only inside the room.
"Father, I’m asking you sothing!" I asked again.
"Have you finally lost it?" I raised my brows, but it ca down on its own with my frowned expression.
"What are you saying? Do you think it is how you should talk with your father?" he asked.
"And is this what you should do with your daughter?" I asked the sa question.
"What have I done? I’m not even sure what I have done. If you are getting angry that I have taken Excalibur with and let you in this place alone then-"
"Father, you should also know this is not what I’m trying to say." I spoke. I saw him looking away. This is the first ti he has behaved like this.
"I’m n-not sure what you are saying?" he acted, signing papers.
"Du-Duke Alexavier Agnes."
"Now you can rember right? What am I trying to say? Or you still can’t?" I spoke.
"Be-Bernice." he stuttered.
"Father, I’m asking if you know or not!!!!!"
"I can’t believe you father."
"I really can’t believe it when you clearly said what I feel, and you are still acting like this. I’m not even sure what you are thinking but I want to ask one thing. Why? Why are you doing this to when I’m just trying to h-"
I stopped.
What was I even trying to say?
"Bernice, you have to marry him." he said, widening my eyes.
Did I hear correctly? Did he really say I have to marry Alexavier Agnes? Is he really?
"Father, can you repeat what you just said?" I asked again.
"Did you really say I have to marry him or my ear just ringing on its own?" I asked after and after.
"No, you heard it right. You have to marry him. I have already talked about this with him, and you will get married in a week so be prepared." he said and looked away.
No no no this can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. Whenever I think of this, I can again see the terrifying night in front of . It still made my skin crawl imagining so how could I possibly.
"I refuse." I spoke.
"Bernice!!"
"Yeah, I refuse. I don’t want this marriage. Whatever. I don’t freaking want this. Is that clear!!!!!!" I shouted and left the room. I ran toward my room but in front of all I could see was dark covering all over.
No, I don’t want this. I was repeating in my mind like a chant.
"Lady, you, ok?" the voice.
I pushed and stood properly.
"I’m fine," I answered.
"Greetings, young duke," I said like a proper lady.
"You don’t have to, Lady Bernice. We have just t this morning." he said, being polite.
But I hope I won’t have to et you.
"You sure are fine right?" he asked, bowing his head.
"I’m fine. And you don’t have to lower your head in front of . There is a difference in classes between and you." I drew a line.
"No lady, you are forgetting that I’m your would-be husband, so it is only fair for to lower my head in front of my bride. Even if I have to lower it for hours or days. It doesn’t matter." he said with a smile.
I felt an ache in my chest.
Why? Why are his words still affecting when he never ever cared about when we were married? If he really cares about his wife, then why does he never ever co to see unless it’s dinner ti? If he really cares then why does he only call to his study to let know about my duties as the duchess, but he forgets I was his wife, and he was my husband? Why?
"Why?"
Left my mouth.
"What?" he asked.
"Why are you being so nice to ? Why when you don’t even an what you say? Why? Is it funny playing with ?" I asked.
"Lady, it is not like th-"
"Don’t say anything. As I said Father, this marriage is never going to occur so forget about it. And if you want soone to follow in your footsteps and play an ideal wife then you shouldn’t stop. There are many fishes in the river." I said and ran again.
Every ti I talk with this man I can see his face from my previous ti. It is hurting so much that I couldn’t even describe it. And marry him even though I rember everything? No, it is not possible. It is not at all possible unless...
"Why do you think that I might think I’m your type?" I rember the conversation we had before.
"No reason."
"Then why did you say sothing you don’t an?" he said.
I stayed silent.
Rembering all the conversation made feel, was he always like this or the one I have known for long soone else? No, it can’t be. Then why has he changed so much? Why has there been so much change in his behavior that it’s making feel like I’m not talking to him, but to soone else?
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