My back was facing towards Frances so, I could not see why he was moving around but I felt him sitting up slowly. Frances sat there for a moment in silence, I layed there listening to his breaths counting the minutes passing. I could only assume he leaned forward pulling his knees up towards his chest because I could feel our shared blanket rising.
The bed began to slightly shake and that was when I realized that Frances was crying, in between the sniffles and sobs I could hear him muttering words. I didn't want Frances to know I was awake in case he felt like I was intruding on this somber moment. It wasn't long before I felt him return to his lying position beside me. His body was still slightly shuttering.
Frances spoke again and this time although he only uttered seven words. They meant all the world to him despite their simplicity.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part Two
FantasiaAzalia a seemingly normal teenage girl who is forced to get a job at her local tourist attraction. A castle to save up for college. Her small town Raven Cove won't be home for long when she get's transported through a portal into a magical land that...
