PHILIP'S POV"where have you been going to all this time?" Miss Sarah asked the moment I stepped inside my room."outside, I just bought some painting" I answered casually. She doesn't know anything about Amelia but I am planning to tell her. "painting? you already bought a lot" she answered. She looks so frustrated.I opened the empty room which is supposed to be the room where I paint but then I lost my interest on it years ago already. I placed the painting beside many paintings which I bought from Amelia.It is not true that my cousin bought it. It was me all along. I told her that I will help her from her financial problems but she don't want to. She won't accept the money. She said that she will do it, she said that she will earn the money and support herself. I was so frustrated that's why I decided to just buy her paintings and I know that she won't accept it if she knew that it's just my way on helping her. That's why I don't want her to paint hard things, I just kept on
AMELIA'S POVI spent the whole day staying under the shade of the tree. This is where I find my peace in the midst of the chaos.Instead of dealing with those problems, I'd like to just run away from them. It's not that it's something that I would like to do, it's just that I don't feel like I have the energy to face them since everything feels so tiring to me. I tapped my face over and over again. "should I go back now?" I asked myself."yes" someone answered.In my shock, I looked back without even thinking anything. And in my surprise, I saw Philip. He's holding some paper bag and he looks so tired.I looked at him and he looks so exhausted. He's covered with sweat but still, he have that smile on his face which constantly makes me smile too. "you're here" I said."because you're here" he answered. He sat down beside me."why did you ran away?" he asked while wiping away his sweat."am I obliged to answer that?" I asked."no," he answered and looked at me ,"I know in my heart th
AMELIA'S POV"then did she begged you to come home?" Philip asked. We're now going back and it's a long walk indeed plus it's already dark. I'm so tired."I clearly don't know" I answered as I am too tired to speak. Tired from a the crying. "Can you walk? I feel like you can't" Philip said and as I look back on him, he looks so tired as well. "both of us can't walk" I chuckled. He didn't even laughed nor smile. I look at him and just hit him lightly ,"don't worry about me, I can manage""I doubt that, Miss" he responded and walked infront of me and offered me his back ,"I'll give you a piggy bank ride"I am so surprised. I know for sure that he's tired as well. First from looking for me and me making him as a pillow as I sleep.Instead of hopping on his back, I just walked passed through him."let's just go" I sais but in my surprise, he pulled my hand and pulled me closer to him as we both walked. I looked at my hand and he's holding it very lightly. "don't disappear again" he mu
"Philip!" Dad shouted. "no, Dad. I will never do that" I stood on my opinion. He wants me to marry the daughter of King of another country."Let him be, Henry" Mom stood in the middle of me and Dad as he is about to punch me again.I already received multiple punches today, yey?"phil" my little sister approached me, she's crying. I hugged her and tapped her on the back. She doesn't deserve to witness all of thi. She doesn't deserve to witness how Dad beat me up.This might trigger her, this might be a trauma for her. She's too young."Mom, go get Sophie. Just leave us alone" I said and passed Sophie to her. "Phil" she called, not wanting to leave. "Mom, Sophie is here. Don't let her have a trauma" I said and gently pushed her.I saw Sophie cry and it breaks my heart too. She's stretching her small hands to me, wanting to touch me. But I just smiled at her. °•"does it hurt so bad?" Mom asked as she treat my wounds."just follow your Dad's order" Miss Sarah suggested. They're both
AMELIA'S POV"You're not fine" I said, Philip keeps on saying that he's fine but I am sure that he is not. How an he say he's fine while he has those wounds and bruises all over her face, plus his stomach hurts.He just gave me a weak smile "I'm fine, Amelia. Don't worry""how can I not? you look so tired and weak and you're hurt. Tell me what happened?" I asked as I sit next to him, he just don't want to tell me and acts so strong.He looked at me and gave me a small smile, "promise me you won't tell anyone?""I promise" answered again. I sat comfortably and listened to him. I heared him chuckle so I creased my forehead ,"you're already hurt and yet you still have the energy to laugh? wow""of course. Just because I'm hurt doesn't mean I'll dwell on it right? I should still be positive even if everything keeps on crashing down at once" he looked at me with his eyebrows up as if asking me if he's right or not ,"hmm?""yeah, right" I answered, giving up. "So, what's wrong? what happene
PHILIP'S POVDay's have passed so fast that we didn't noticed it that tomorrow would be Amelia's birthday.I've also been counting the days that I first met her and it has already been 11 months, close to one year. Nothing changed actually. We're still friends and she still didn't know about my feelings.Mom then already got used to me going outside the castle and going home late. Dad is still like that, he still beats me up. Amelia on the other hand already have a lot of clients lately. Her art business is going fine and going much better than before. She can pay her own rent now without me buying her arts and I am so proud of her.She's saying that she won't prepare anything for her birthday since she will be saving it for the opening of her coffee shop.I've been pushing her to go pursue her newly found talent that she can actually turn into a business. She can make very delicious coffees and now, we're at that point in where we're making the menu. "Mom what can I give Amelia?"
AMELIA'S POVPhil is acting so weird. He said that he missed me. He's being childish again and it's not something new to me already. He acts childish from time to time and who am I not to play along. I hugged him back and I felt that he buried his face on my shoulders. He loves to do that, whenever he hugs me, he always do that. "did something happen, Expensive Philip?" I asked. He just shook his head and he parted from the hug. "I just missed the best artist Lia" he answered snd hugged me again with his face buried on my shoulders. He's acting like a baby again so I just got along with it. "it's already 9pm, Phil. I'm tired, I wanna rest" I answered. I had to finish a big painting for tonight and I made it for about 8 hours which is pretty tiring. "can I stay here? even just for a while and I'll go home" he insisted. I parted from the hug and pushed his shoulders so that he'll look at me. "it's late. We're both tired, just go home and take a rest as well, okay Phil?" I asked
PHILIP'S POVI didn't knew that Amelia was mad by me calling her stubborn. She must be very tired since she got mad at me. Now that I've known her for almost a year now, I know that she don't get mad easily. She only gets mad easily when she's super tired."can I give you a hug?" I asked. Hugging is like a very normal thing between us, no malice at all and I love it that hugging doesn't makes her uncomfortable."are you that tired?" she asked.I nodded. "you must be tired since you're asking for a hug" she replied and she's the one who hugged me first. She buried her head on my chest and I saw that she closed her eyes."you must be tired since you're being mad at me" I replied as well.I hugged her back.And here she is again where I feel the most safe— her on my arms.We stayed like that for a couple of minutes and I saw that she's already asleep. I can feel that she doze off as when I talked to her, she didn't responded.I can't sleep here, she will get mad at me. I stayed with