From Shadows to Flames: Ash Prince Prologue
Thomas. The boy who cherished me. He was my first — my first kiss, my first love, my initial foray into the complexities of a relationship. With him, I experienced the intimacy of truly connecting with someone, of being vulnerable and raw. Yet, in a twist of fate and a haze of decisions, he also became the boy who met his end at my hands. When I first received news of his death, I felt as though I'd been reduced to ashes, consumed by an inferno of grief and disbelief. Every memory of him played like a haunting melody, reminding me of the fragility of life and the treacherous nature of the world we navigated.
Father and Cal. Admittedly, Father often seemed preoccupied, his attention diverted elsewhere. Yet, the words "I love you" were scarcely acknowledged, making me feel overlooked. Cal, on the other hand, had always been there, the protective elder brother guiding my way. While resentment lingered towards Father, Cal had always been there, my elder brother, supporting and loving me unconditionally. Then I recall all the instances where I tried, only to be overshadowed by Father's unwavering attention to his golden child, Cal – his shining son. Over time, those accumulated memories bred a coldness within me, ultimately encasing my heart in ice.
Mare. The singular soul who truly grasped my essence. She looked past the icy exterior, recognizing not just a prince but a young man striving for validation. I wasn't merely an issue; I was an individual facing challenges. The one person who brought out the side of me I didn't know still existed. And now, I'm condemning her to her fate. I recall the look in her eyes, filled with admiration and love, back in the theater. A pang of sorrow hits me as I realize I may never witness that gaze again. That realization shattered me from within, leaving me broken.
It's undeniable; I'm merely a shadow, a monster at heart.
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