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PROLOGUE
The howling winds and the thunderous clouds blocking out any sound the sweat clad woman was making.
“I can’t do this…I can’t do this!” she whimpered
“Shhh…it’s alright. Just a little push, that’s it…” the tear stained man stated, while clutching onto her hand for dear life.
“Why won’t this damn baby come out? You were in there for nine freaking months! Isn’t it about time you come out?!” she chastised her lower region, as if it were possible to scold it into coming out.
The suffering yet angry woman was lain on a rugged mat inside a broken hut that would collapse any moment due to the vigorous rain. The couple were passing through this area, aiming to reach home before the delivery, but alas! The baby just couldn’t wait another day.
The woman screamed in agony as if her life was being sucked out of her, which in this case, kind of was. The man, trying his level best not to faint due to the amount of pain his significant other was experiencing, consoled her.
Not long after, a baby with silvery white hair was wailing and sobbing, due to no specified reason, and the mother holding the baby lovingly, shushed her. (while the man tried not to break into sobs and ruin the perfect husband image he planned out nine months ago.)
“Look at you…the prettiest angel I’ve ever seen. Is this what love at first sight feels like?” she questioned in awe.
As if wanting to see the world for what it was, the silver haired girl opened her doe like eyes to reveal sapphire blue orbs with a twinge of green in them.
“Shirayuki. Mayumi Shirayuki. My beautiful princess…” said the man with love and determination swimming in his identical blue eyes, determination to protect this little angel from all sorts of things. (Including hormonal boys because god knows she’d turn into a beauty like her mother.) When their eyes met, the couple made a silent vow to each other, to never abandon her as they themselves had been, and to provide the best to their angel. The best food, the best education, best upbringing and most of all, the best love. But it was common knowledge, that promises were meant to be broken.