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Robert followed her silently. “I’m sorry I’m just a bit stressed.”

Emma glared at him. “Fuck you.” She slapped him and got off the bed, he was wrong since she wasn’t wearing her dress anymore but just her over sized t-shirt. “Fuck you. Fuck you. FUCK YOU!” She picked up a glass and threw it at the wall.

Clara blinked. “Do you? I mean you’re a prince.”