Cinderella Man

Cinderella Man Chapter 20

Well, would you look at this speedy update!

Once again, my A levels are being neglected in favour of this story, but I'm okay with that. I never wanted to pass English anyway.

This chapter, once again, is a little depressing. It seems I'm leading my story down a sad path... I hope to reach the end of this darkness soon! I want to write about happy things again!

Okay that little paragraph sounded better in my head...

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So read on my friends!

Sam's POV

I start to make my way to my sanctuary carrying a newspaper with the headline 'Royal Engagement Announced!' I had to buy it, I have to understand who James is. This is the guy I have to watch Emily marry, I have to understand why she chose him.

I'm never going to be happy for the man who marries her, I'm never going to be happy for her. It should be me, I should be one she chooses. And it could have been.

I'm going to have live with that for the rest of my life. I'm going to have watch Emily be happy with a man that could have been me.

I'll never forgive myself for giving her up.

I should have manned up, I should have pushed down my insecurities and stood by her. Why didn't I grab her when I had the chance? Why didn't I hold her close and promise to never let go?

I've never regretted something as much as I regret walking away that night. If I didn't, it might have been my name written next to hers on this newspaper.

I walk over to my favourite bench, the bench where I met the ultimate game changer. The person that changed my life forever.

Slowly, I start to pull open the newspaper to where her face is smiling back at me. She looks beautiful in the photo, it's from the night where I found out that Isabelle was really Princess Emily.

She's smiling at the camera, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes like usual. She looks uncomfortable in the spotlight, but this is the life she was born into. She has no choice but to stand there and smile, she has no choice but to stand in that spotlight.

In another photo close to hers, stands James. I know him, he's the man that Emily's mum approves of. I saw him when I saw them on their date.

This is the man she was meant to be with.

He'll be able to stand by her side and make a difference with her. This life won't faze him or make him nervous, he'll stand tall and proud next to her. Something I didn't believe I could do.

Now I think a little differently.

For Emily, I'll do it. For Emily, I'll put aside every insecurity I've ever had and face this world with her. It took seeing Emily make her choice for me to decide this. Realty has finally sunk in and now I know I'm too late.

I'll never be with her again.

I feel like a weight is sitting on my chest as I read every word carefully. About how they met, how they fell in love. I want to scream in protest. She loves me.

But for how long?

She's getting married! She can no longer love me. She's not mine to love.

"Hey stranger," I hear a voice speak beside me. I would know that voice anywhere.