Il Mio Re His Princess ✔ (Complete)

Chapter 13: But You Were . . .

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Rose's POV

I woke up in bed, dad stood next to me with Ollie. I blinked a couple of times to try and clear to banging headache I had. Dad took my hand and I smiled weakly up at him.

"Are you okay Rosie?" he asked softly and I nodded my head, Ollie looked at me concerned so I stated

"I'll be fine as soon as I have had an ibuprofen for this headache." Dad chuckled softly and left the room to get me a tablet. I sat up and Ollie hugged me tightly. I pushed all other thoughts out of my head and began to focus on Ollie.

"Are you sure you're okay Rosie?" he questioned and I cockily stated

"Well its not like I've been shot before, the pain is manageable." he laughed and dad re-entered the room with a glass of water and two ibuprofens. I quickly took the water and swallowed both of the tablets. Ollie yawned and seeing I was okay headed to bed, dad sat at the edge of my bed and asked

"What made you pass out Rosie." I shook my head as the memory came to my head vividly. I placed my fingers on my temple and began to massage it.

"I saw him." Dad was trying to work out what I meant when I said

"Noah was stood at the door."

"But I can't be he's dead?" dad questions and I nod.

"But I didn't see him die, I just saw the corpse." I took a deep breathe trying to make sense of the situation.

Dad took a deep breathe before saying "So it could have been a set up." I took the chain on my neck off and examined Noah's wedding ring, I looked at them both and realised something that I hadn't before, Noah's had an inscription on the inside that stated "vincolato dall'amore e dal matriomonio" but this one just said "Vincolato dal matriomonio."

"Fuck." I cursed and dad sent me a confused look I showed him the ring and then said "Our rings said the same thing bound my love and marriage but that one only says bound by marriage." He nodded in recognition he spun the wedding ring around on his finger, calming his nerves. "That's why his family were acting so odd at the funeral." It clicked and I practically jumped out of bed and headed downstairs dad followed me as I ranted

"I swear to fucking god if he is not dead I am going to bloody kill him myself. All the shit I have been through and he is not bloody dead." I got to the front door and saw Noah standing there in the foyer. He ran a hand through his hair nervously, his ring glinting under the light of the chandelier.

"Hello tesoro." I walked up to him and delivered a clean punch to under his jaw, he fell back and hit the wall.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU FAKED YOUR OWN FUCKING DEATH YOU LITTLE CUNT! I MOURNED FOR YOU I WATCHED YOU BLEED. DO HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH SHIT I WENT THROUGH AFTERWARDS I WAS SEEING A BLOODY THERAPIST FOR A YEAR, A FUCKING YEAR. DO YOU HAVE ANY CLUE HOW HARD IT WAS FOR ME. NO! YOU FUCKING DON'T. I WAS FREE UNTIL YOU CAME HERE, LIVING MY OWN LIFE AND THEN YOU HAD TO COME BACK!" I took a deep breath Noah was taken aback by my out burst. I looked away from him, my gaze met dads, his gaze was cold and emotionless as he looked over at Noah. He turned his wedding ring on his finger, I could see he was trying his best not to go over there and wring his neck. Hell I was fighting the urge to. I continue to look over in dads direction when I feel his hands around my waist, his lips by my ear

"I'm so sorry amore." he whispers quietly in my ear and I feel a shiver run up my spine. I sigh and step away from him.

"Why?" I question making my way over to dad. I kissed his cheek and said "Its late dad go to bed, I can sort this out on my own."