My Fiancée Hates Me [Completed]

Chapter 87: Selfish [Garett]

[Garett's Perspective]

When I told Arielle about my long kept secret, I thought about how it could have gone a few ways...

"...Once you know my secret, you will think of me as a disgusting person as well," she said with a pained expression as she ran away.

I ran after her only to witness an old bookcase fall on top of Arielle. Luckily, there were several students that came by who came to help lift the heavy bookcase. When other students retrieved Arielle, she was bleeding from her head and fighting for maintaining her consciousness. As the other students went to find a doctor or nearby teacher, I stayed by Arielle's side holding her hand.

"Arielle, stay with me. Help is coming," I said as I squeezed her hand.

"...Garett...Garett...I cannot love you," she said in a daze before fainting.

What?

A weak voice so piercingly clear told me that she could not come to love me.

For several years, I carried a deep feelings for this person despite knowing that the person she loved was someone like the sun. A shadow casted from the sun could never compare, yet I still hoped for a miracle with this person.

I could not make her love me...

While Arielle was receiving treatment, I had asked her friends Charlotte and Grace to gather Arielle's favorite books, snacks and tea. I could not bear to leave her side no matter how much pain this person continues to put me through.

I had someone inform Prince Erik to come by Arielle's hospital room. He came moments later covered in sweat and with clothes disheveled. He looked anything but his usual Princely self. He looks exactly like the day I saw him when Arielle was stabbed, all rattled and looking as if his perfect world shattered.

"How is Arielle?" Prince Erik asked.

I feel bitter when he says her name.

"She has bruises all over her body from the bookcase falling on her, but nothing is life threatening because the books also helped cushion her fall. Only her head..."

Arielle might have damaged her memory...

"Did she hurt her head?" Prince Erik said as he grabbed me by my shoulders.

I pushed him off of me.

"Don't touch me," I said coldly.

"I'm sorry...I know that you do not like me, but can you at least tell me if this is my fault?" Prince Erik asked.

If anyone, it should be my fault...She got caught into an accident after rejecting me from hearing my dirty secret.

"...No, it is not your fault," I said.

"Why did you call me here?" Prince Erik asked.

"...I figured that she wanted to see you, Your Highness," I said.

"I pretended to be you earlier and she hates me with a passion. She told me that several times, but I keep coming back because I love her," Prince Erik said.