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~Lira's POV
It had been three days since the wedding. Three days of sitting in this room, locked away from the world, from anyone who dared look at me.
Three days of letting the anger, frustration, and heartbreak twist inside me like fire.
I slammed my hand against the door again, the sound echoing through the room. "I said leave me the hell alone!" I shouted, my voice raw, trembling with fury. I could feel my chest tightening, my tears burning, but I didn't care. Not about anyone, not about anything.
A soft knock came from the other side. "Your highness, please…" Stella's voice tried to be gentle, careful, but I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. "You need to eat something. You can't just…."
"Eat?" I shouted, cutting her off before she could finish. "Eat? You think I care about eating right now? Go and warn your crazy niece to leave my man alone! That's what you should be doing, not standing at my door!"
