Chapter 136: Cursed fate
The wind howled through the window; the room was pin-drop silence. Abrielle’s gaze was on Sabrina, stunned by what she said. Her heart wasn’t made of stone. Would she truly hesitate if given the chance to kill Cedric? That was ridiculous. Why would she hesitate when he was going to kill her one way or the other?
"I don’t have any feelings for him," she retorted, gritting her teeth. "Then do you hate him?" Sabrina left her speechless again. Her lips parted and closed. Does she hate Cedric? She wondered.
She was a narcissistic jerk that could kill her on a wimp. He switches like a fucking psycho and was an impossible puzzle to understand. She wanted to kill him to escape. He was the biggest danger here, but did she really hate him?
"I guess you know the answer. You don’t hate him as much as you should, and even if you did on your own, killing him is near impossible. " Sabrina answered. The image of how Cedric stood by at the ball and all the times he was inclined to Callista flashed in her head. What was she thinking? She hates him; she should hate him.
His presence always scared her. She trembled silently while facing those sharp gold eyes, yet she had to challenge them every day. "Your words are false; I hate him if you haven’t heard. I tried to flee the wedding but failed."
Sabrina turned to face her with a smile. A soft chuckle left her lips with her brow arched Abrielle. "You hate him, then why do you give in then. Has he ever forced himself on you?" Sabrina asked then drew a deep breath.
"I don’t want to pry into your private life. Eventually, you will know the right answer. Try to rest your brains." Sabrina turned around leaving the room.
"I have no choice; one of us has to die", Abrielle said as a matter of fact. "That might be true. Fate is tricky and might be changed, but are you ready to pay the price of changing yours? Can you kill your husband you keep on reminding yourself to hate?"
"It doesn’t matter; when the time comes, he won’t hesitate to end me," Abrielle answered. This was like a conversation where she was trying to remind herself of the truth in front of her.
"Why do you think he won’t hesitate? It might be your fate but you can never be certain." Sabrina’s words were confusing, and Abrielle was getting puzzled more, trying to decipher what she meant.
"He is bound to love another and my existence is a bane in his life. That is our fate as written." Abrielle stated as her eyes dulled. She wrote it that way; Sabrina frowned, hearing the princess’s words. It was like she knew exactly what would happen. She never told Abrielle her vision, but she was fully aware due to the way the conversation was progressing. Who was she? The question that lingered at the back of her mind.