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Bit of a sad chapter but it has to get worse to get better.

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Princess Sonny's POV

I look down at the morning's paper and I sigh. Today is the day of my funeral. I go upstairs and change into a black dress and veil, luckily today is a Sunday, my day off so I can go. I am going to my father's and my own funeral. I shake my head at how much everything had changed over the last month. There was no guest list, anyone could come. That was Chad's idea, he said I would have wanted it that way.

I pull on some black tights and black heels and slip on my sun necklace that I hide beneath the black material of the dress. Before I go downstairs I look in the mirror.

Shit.

I notice some red marks appearing on my neck. Not just any red marks, hickeys. Tears spring in the corner of my eyes but I quickly blink them back. I hide them with some concealer and meet Tawni at the backdoor. She has hidden her wings and like me she is wearing a veil to cover her face. As we exit the house we nod silently at one another both bringing our veils over our faces.

As we enter the graveyard I blink back tears. They were all here, my friends, my family, everyone I had ever met briefly or that knew me were here, mourning me. I feel tears slip down my face as Tawni leaves me, she knows this is something I have to go through on my own. I hang back from the main crowd as the priest comes forward. I would do anything to be standing there with my aunts, uncles and cousins right now. I needed to feel their sadness, to help me through mine.

"We are gathered here today..."

He's dead. He died to save me. I am now an orphan, no family to turn to because they all think I am dead. I weep harder ignoring the words the priest is saying. What use are words at a time like this? I collapse down onto a bench as the tears lighten up a bit so now I am just crying silently.

I don't notice him approaching, I don't notice him sitting down until he asks me a question.

"Were you close?" I don't look at the man asking me the question but the voice sounded familiar.

"Very." I whisper hoarsely

"I almost can't believe it myself."

"I know. I feel most sorry for the Prince."

"You do?" He sounds surprised. "Why?"

"She loved him. Very much." I pause "She still does." I whisper.

After no reply from the man, I turn to look at him. All I see is frozen blue eyes. Chad's blue eyes and he is staring at me completely frozen to the spot.

"Chad!" I exclaim getting up quickly. Realising my mistake I curtsey quickly.

"Sorry Prince! I didn't know- I have to go!" And then I turn quickly and ran from that graveyard as quickly as possible.

Prince Chad's POV

She turns and runs at a million miles per hour out of that graveyard. Never turning back.

"Miss!" I yell after her. As she runs I see a metal object around her neck flying out behind her I look a little more carefully and I swear it was sun shaped.

"Sonny?" I say hoarsely, as I think back to what the girl said to me.

"Never give up hope Chad, never." I whip around to see who said that and find no one.

Confused, I go back to join the funeral party, never dismissing the voice and the girl with the veil.

Princess Sonny's POV

That evening I return to the graveyard, armed with fresh roses and lilies for my father's and mother's grave. I make my way through the eerie graveyard ignoring the spooky sounds and shadows because all I can focus on are the tears that are blurring my vision. When I get to our graves I kneel before my father's grave and place the roses on it. Tears falling down my cheeks, I remember everything about him. His bellowing laugh, his warm hugs and all those Daddy, Daughter days we had had together. That made cry harder. If anyone was supposed to be at that funeral today it was me.

I lift my veil so I can trace the words with my fingertips.

In memory of King David Munroe. He lies here with his beloved wife and beautiful daughter. We will miss him greatly.

I chuckle sadly.

"How I wish this was true." I whisper.

Suddenly I hear something behind me and I am aware that someone is watching me. I lift my veil back over my eyes and move over to my mother's grave.

No one was going to stop me from doing this. These were my parents.

My mother's grave was obviously much older than father's, it had been cleaned for the ceremony but other than that you can tell no one has paid it much attention. I lay the lilies on it and finger my necklace as I remember everything I can about her.

Her laugh, her warm embrace, how she would make me laugh when I hurt myself, how I had made her laugh when she got ill. And her last words to me. "I love you Sonny." I sat there for a moment with my head in my hands sobbing. Sobbing for both my parents and how much they had sacrificed to help me, to save me.

After I compose myself I stand up and look at the three graves in their line, forcing myself to look at the third grave. My grave. Wobbling slightly I move so I am standing directly in front of the grave. I notice unlike the other two the grave had been recently attended to. I force myself to kneel down. I finger the yellow petals not wanting to admit to myself what they were and who had put them there.

They were sunflowers and only one person knows I love or loved sunflowers from when I ordered to have a fresh vase of sunflowers in my room every morning.

I can't believe he remembered.

The he I am referring to, I would guess is the person watching me, or the person standing by the tree a foot away from me however you want to look at it.

"You didn't bring anything, for her." He states. "Why?"

Still keeping my eyes fixated on the sunflowers I reply. "Because I knew you would."

I hear him walk towards me as I stand up slowly. I make sure my veil is covering my face and then I turn to face him.

I look at him and he is staring at me with such wonder and confusion in his eyes, that he just shakes his head and asks.

"Do I know you, girl with the veil?" For a moment I just stand there watching him. Oh how I missed those blue eyes, the curve of his jaw line, his perfect blonde hair. Everything. Then I notice the little things, his hair ruffled, the black circles under his eyes and the hollow empty echo in his blue eyes that scares me. Eventually I manage to whisper a hoarse,

"Yes."

He steps closer to me. "I know you but I can't quite place..."

He trails off noticing my necklace.

I only have one thing to ask him now. Only one thing left matters.

A single tear falls down my cheek.

"Were you in love with her?" I ask him simply.

He tears his eyes away from my necklace and I can see him studying my brown eyes furiously. Tears threatening to escape those blue orbs.

"I still am." He says hoarsely. A couple more tears slip from my eyes as I nod and turn and walk away, turning my back on my family and my one love.

The one that still loves me.

When I get back I find Tawni sitting at the servants' dining table waiting for me.

"Tawni, I need you to erase the memory of me from anyone that saw me at that funeral, apart from Chad."

She nods and disappears off to do what I told her. Now Chad will just I think I was a ghost. It's better this way. I think to myself. I hope.

I sink down into the chair that Tawni was sitting in and cry until morning comes.