18 Chapter 17

*when you consciously deep your finger into a steaming red oil ,this type of foolishness will scald your fingers and leave scars *

Vicky Bright

ERIN paced round the fluffy pink Italian carpet that stood at the center of her hostel room,feeling restless and awfully bitter,her thoughts streamed away like the running water of a river into remote sea.

Now she had destroyed the close relationship she had with the prince ,all she had ever done was attack him,but that wasn't her fault this whole ruckus started ever since that shitty low life crawled her way into their lives .

Just the thought of her made Erin bristle with rage

What did he even see in someone like her

She murmured as she moved towards the long vanity mirror looking at her self