Chapter 5

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Vincenzo's POV

"Now, explain brother! How did you end up here?" I yelled at him

"I know this is hard to believe, but I will explain everything to you." My brother calmly said.

"I will start in the beginning... My death" he added, sitting on the couch, and then Paolo started reminiscing.

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Paolo's POV

Flashback

"Don't you know your duty as the crown prince?! How could you escape from the royal guards just to attend an architectural event?" the king asked me in a loud voice, showing that he was mad about what happened.

"But father, my passion is to design infrastructures, and I also excel in art. I just want to realize my dreams before I become the King and be stuck here in the palace forever." I replied in a low voice, almost inaudible.

"You know that your safety is the most important thing. Aside from you being the crown prince, you're also my son. And I don't want anything to happen to you." the king expressed himself to me, but I still couldn't accept it.

He tightened my security by adding a dozen guards to monitor me 24/7 and I can't even have a simple drink without being looked at and spied on. I also could not go out of the palace grounds even with the number of royal guards that I had with me.

The palace that I called my home, started to become a prison for me. Until one day I couldn't take it anymore so I confronted our father and asked him to release me.

"Father, why can't you allow me to go out even to attend simple gatherings? You will always say that I'm either sick or too busy with my studies." I asked, aggrieved that he did not even bat an eye on my question.

"You know the rules, as the crown prince you have to stay here. And that's final!" the king said firmly

"You know what?! I wish I hadn't been born into this family! I want to be a normal kid who can play if he wants, go out to have fun, and most importantly, bond with his parents!" I angrily shouted

I started walking towards the door and slammed it hard when I got out. I ran to my room and sobbed, not knowing what to do, I started thrashing my things around. That was when I accidentally touched the mirror, and my hand went through the glass.

After that, I didn't hesitate and I went through, and that is how I ended up in this world. I think it was only believed that I died because of my trashed room and some droplets of blood on the things, and of course my sudden disappearance.

When I ended up in this strange place, at first it was very hard for me to adapt. But a kind couple took me in and took care of me until I became an adult. When I grew up, I started a company and slowly thrived so I reached where I am today. 

End of Flashback

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