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Muamba POV

This day was turning out to be rather awful. After the whole confrontation of sorts from Kapinga, I was in turmoil. I have been sitting in my damn room the whole day hoping to avoid her. I don't know why I ran away from her like I did. Now my mind wasn't letting me rest. So, no matter how much I tried to focus on planning my trip, my thoughts kept drifting back to how broken she looked when she asked me that dreadful question.

I wasn't expecting to see her that morning. The only reason I had even been in the gym that early was because I couldn't sleep. I was frustrated and I needed a release. And just when I felt like I had punched her out of my mind, she stood in front of me. There was no getting out it seemed.

She didn't even hide her emotions. Her face showed everything. The way her eyes were filling up with tears despite her attempts to hold them back. To the way her lower lip wobbled. She was barely holding on. I had no idea that I had broken her. It was honestly never my intention. Oh no wait, it actually was. So, why was I feeling so shitty about how things turned out, if they happened exactly as I had planned?

I needed to get out of my damn room. I was not going to hide away from a girl of all people.

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After an hour of convincing myself that I was perfectly fine, I ventured out of my room towards my dad's office. I needed to speak with him. I needed advice or better yet a solution to my problem.

Of course my father wasn't in his quarters. This was particularly annoying because it meant that I had to wonder further out in the open. Ultimately increasing my chances of accidentally bumping into her again. I quickly said a silent prayer in hopes that I would not end up seeing her and left my father's room. On my way out, I bumped into someone. I was so nervous to look at the person in fear that it was her. But when I realised it wasn't her, my anger took over.

"The hell!" I shouted. I was frustrated and of course I took out my frustrations on a poor servant. The lady seemed extremely frightened and with good reason. Then I did something that I had never done before in history. "I am so sorry," I said. However after saying those words, I realised that my apology made things worse. The lady's face now contoured to one resembling her seeing a ghost.

I too was confused by my sudden politeness and ran away. Yes, for a second time today, I ran away from another woman. As soon as I was sure I was far away from the lady, I stopped to take a breath. For some reason my heart was thumping out of its chest as Kapinga's face reappeared before me again. Did I just have a panic attack?

I didn't have time to sit and linger on that thought as I heard voices outside the passage window. I then looked around me and realised that I was in the left side of the palace. I hardly ever venture here. My mother stayed on this side of the palace. Yes, my parents hated each other so much that they lived in opposite sides of the palace.

I then slowly walked to the window deep in thought. My mother used to stand by this particular window and watch her lily garden. My dad didn't trust her to go outside, so this was as close as she could get to it. As I strolled to the window I could see my mom smiling as she looked at the garden in awe. She was a prisoner in these walls. My father supposedly had made this garden for her when he was still courting her. I think she loved this garden because it allowed her to remember the good times of her marriage. I wish I had spent more time with her.

I was about to walk past the window when I heard the voice. And despite all my senses telling me to run away, I found myself looking through the window searching for her.

I looked down and there she was. Kapinga and my father were talking. What was it with this woman and stealing all my people! First it was Amina, then Michael and now my ruthless father too. Come on!

I was angry, but I couldn't deny the fact that when I saw her, my heart finally started calming down again as if I had finally finished a marathon. My thoughts became crystal clear. For the first time since I first saw her, I was seeing things properly and for what they were.

Every piece of my body craved her. 

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QOC: Name something that you usually crave? 

I crave ice-creams at the most random of times, especially in winter. 

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