Chapter 15

Sebastian's POV

"SEBASTIAN! NOT ANOTHER STEP!" My father yelled from after me and I halted in my track, slowly turning to face him. He was livid and red in the face. His eyebrows creased on his forehead as beads of sweat form over them.

"Dad, I can't..." I started.

"I don't want to hear of it, son. What has gotten into you, huh? Why walk out on your own wedding and your own people?"

"Dad, I'm not ready to..." I tried to explain but he cut me off again.

"Sebastian, so help me, if you don't go back into that Chapel and repeat your vows..." But I cut him off this time, I had had it with him telling me what to do.

"That's the problem with you, Dad, you don't listen. I'm not ready for all of this! I've tried but I can't do it. Now I fully understand why my mother ran away and took me with her. Since I've came back, being king is all you ever talk to me about. You don't care to ask what I think about it or how I feel about taking your place. You just shove everything down my throat!?