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KYLER'S POV— 59

"Are you going to keep yelling? I said. I'm sorry, OKAY!" I groan, resting my back on the bedframe. She barged into the chamber where I sleep, yelling about locking her maids and guards up. I wonder who told her that. Well, it's not like it's a secret either, but, gosh, I'm having a headache trying to find a reason for my dumb action.

"No, Kyler, sorry doesn't cut this. I got myself into trouble. They had no idea. WHY? Because I was at the tea party, why do you fucking blame them?" Isabelle yells, and I grab my sheets. Gosh, she's looming so crazy with those eyes glaring at me like she's going to rip my heart out of my body.

However, she's right, and I guess I have been blaming others because I couldn't protect her. I nod, accepting the fact that I am weak.

"You're right. I'm sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. I was mad, furious, angry. I couldn't do anything, but If I wasn't there, they should be there,"

"Be there? Well, Victoria was. She had me in her arms safe, isn't that what you
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