The Crown Prince's Love
Chapter 58

"The only person who can make me happy is Desmond," I muttered as I placed the phone to my ear. Once my parents left the room, and I was alone, I started pacing around with the phone to my ear. "Desmond," I called out over the phone, but received no response.

"Desmond," I called out again, and yet, I was ignored.

I bit my lower lip to suppress the tears that threatened to fall. "Please just say something to me. Anything, Desmond. Please," I begged, and yet again, he didn't say anything.

"I know you would hate me for what I am about to do now, but let me tell you this one last time, Desmond, because it might be the last time we will ever say anything to one another again."

I told him, and cleared my throat. "I am going to reset everything, and even if you have no idea what I am saying, Desmond, I want you to know that it is for the best, and I hope that you continue loving me just as much as I love you. The world might be against us now, but it doesn't define us. If we are truly destined to be together again, I will always wait for you, and I hope you don't forget me and also do the same."

I paused as tears rolled down heavily.

My vision became blurred due to the tears, and my head pounded like it was being hit by something as hard as a hammer.

I was left alone to fight this battle.

Desmond was not saying anything to me. He pretended as if he didn't hear me, and it hurt.

It hurt badly, but what could I do?

They said it was to protect us, but I knew it was more than that.

It was to protect the reputation of the family.

That was what it was all about.

"Desmond," I called out his name again. "If you could just say something to me. I am dying here, please..." I begged, my voice shaking with every breath. "Don't shut me out."

"Are you going to do it?" he finally spoke up. Just like me, his voice was shaking, as if he had been crying over and over again.

It broke my heart to hear him sound like that.

"Are you going to deny the rumors?"

"Yes," I replied.

"Randy," he called out my name, then burst into laughter. "Do you know what this means? You and I are not going to be together anymore. We won't sleep by each other's side, and neither are we going to wake up seeing each other's faces again!" he yelled. "I really..." his voice broke as he sobbed. "I just wished that we could spend my last days as a living being together, but..."

"I am sorry, Desmond, but this is it. We have to stay apart to protect ourselves."

"Aren't you going to fight for us at all?" he yelled, and I heard his father's voice in the background telling him to stop. "Leave me alone, father," I heard him yell at his father.

"At least when I am dead, you will all be happy. You can't even let me have happiness for the few months that I would be alive!"

"Desmond, please," I begged him. "This is..."

"Shut up!" he screamed.

"Don't be angry with me. I love you, and I..."

"I am not angry with you," he replied calmly and then chuckled. "I am in pain. The person who's supposed to love me is giving up on what we have. You put me in this position, Randy. I guess this is goodbye now, and I wish..." "Wait, Desmond. I."

The call went off before I could finish. I slid to the ground and let out a deafening cry.

The door leading to my father's study burst open as he and my mother rushed into the room.

"Randy baby!" my mother cried as she rushed to my side and hugged me. "I am sorry, my baby, that you have to go through this."

"It hurts pretty bad, Mum," I sobbed in her arms. "I... I love you so much, and this is hurting pretty badly. I can't deal with it, but I have to do this because he is my boyfriend."

My mother pulled away from the hug and stared at me, wondering what I was on about. "Is there something that you are keeping away from me, Randy? Are you trying to do something to yourself?" she asked, checking around me, looking as if I was holding something dangerous to hurt myself, but that was not my plan. "Randy, what the hell are you trying to say!"

I chuckled as I looked at my father. "I found a way to save Desmond, and that is what I am going to do right now. I will make sure that I save him," I muttered and closed my eyes as I inhaled deeply.

This was the only way to erase everything, to ensure that Desmond wouldn't have to die, and everyone would forget about it.

I couldn't bring myself to tell lies in front of the press.

This was the only way that I could think of, and even though it would bring pain to me, I was ready to stop everything.

"Randy, what are you trying to do?" my mother asked me again and turned to my father for help. "Newman. What is happening to our son? Please, say something about this." "Randy," my father called. "What are you trying to do?" He knelt by my side and grabbed my hand. "Did anything happen to you when we left you in this room?" I nodded.

My father's eyes widened as he stared at me with a look of shock. "What are you trying to..."

I smiled at him. "I am glad that I was able to speak to him one last time, and I don't regret it," I said and then heaved a deep sigh. "Speaking to him one last time makes me understand that I truly care about him, and the only way to do this is through this," I said and closed my eyes, blocking my parents' shouts from my ears.

I placed my hand around the necklace on my neck. "I want Desmond to be saved!" I screamed out as I made a deal with nature, affecting the balance of the dark hole and the real world. "I want to save Desmond!" I continuously shouted until I felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

It made me cough up blood, and in the instance, the door burst open as someone walked in.

"Make him stop!" Aunt Helen shouted, realizing what I was doing, but it was too late.

It was all over now.

I fluttered my eyes open and looked towards her with a smile on my face.

"It will be fine now," I muttered, and then everything went dark.