Chapter 38

~Francis's POV

It felt like a knife pierced its way through my heart. I stared at Olivia and she had tears streaming down her eyes.

"How dare you mention my mother!" I sneered and she crawled backwards.

"Your highness ... .how would you feel if you're once again the reason behind the death of a loved one?" She asked, crying.

My heart ached.

I hated the words she said to me.

I was trying so hard to get over everything. I was trying to be the devil that I was meant to be. It was already more than enough that I had to fight the human feelings growing inside of me. She shouldn't make it worse by trying to get words into my head.

"I never asked for her love. Mala and I were never meant to be together. Mala's case is different. She's fated to die!" I seethed.

"Do you truly believe in the prophecy?" Olivia asked and my gaze landed on her.