Prince Harry and Meghan Markle stepped down from their royal duties nearly four years ago, yet public speculation about their decision continues. The couple has cited their desire to escape the intense media spotlight as one of the key reasons for their departure.
However, many have questioned this reasoning, as Harry and Meghan have remained in the public eye through high-profile interviews, book releases, and engagements that resemble official royal duties.
Despite their ongoing media presence, they have made concerted efforts to keep their children out of the public eye.
Harry’s complicated relationship with the media is well-documented. He has long believed that the relentless pursuit of his mother, Princess Diana, by paparazzi contributed to her tragic death.
When their son, Archie, was born, Harry was reluctant to share details about the birth. However, he ultimately followed royal tradition and presented Archie to the public outside Portland Hospital in London. The couple released a statement at the time, saying, “Today, The Duke and Duchess of Sussex are delighted to share their first public moment as a family.”
Since then, only a handful of photos of Archie have been made public. The same has been true for their daughter, Lilibet, who was born in the United States.
That changed with the release of their six-part Netflix documentary, which offered an intimate glimpse into their family life at their Montecito, California, home—previously described as “Fort Knox” due to its strict security measures. The documentary included rare footage of Archie and Lilibet, giving fans a closer look at the young royals.
When Lili turned one, the Sussexes held a small picnic celebration at Frogmore Cottage, their former UK residence. Photos from the event were shared on social media.
Beyond that, public sightings of Archie and Lilibet have been rare—until recently. In December 2024, the couple released their family Christmas card, which featured six personal photos, including one that captured a glimpse of Archie and Lilibet.
One detail that stood out to many was Lilibet’s striking auburn hair.h
The festive card also included photos of the family’s three beloved dogs—Guy, Pula, and Momma Mia—as well as snapshots from their travels, including visits to Nigeria and Colombia.
The caption read: “On behalf of the office of Prince Harry and Meghan, the Duke and Duchess of Sussex, Archewell Productions, and Archewell Foundation, we wish you a very Happy Holiday Season and a joyful New Year.”
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My husband threw all my paintings away. I decided to give him a real lesson now
When I discovered Tim had thrown away my paintings, it felt like a piece of my soul had been ripped away. Each stroke of paint, each color combination, each image on the canvas represented hours of joy, frustration, and fulfillment. But to him, they were nothing but “junk.”
A Moment of Realization
That evening, exhausted from work, I decided to revisit an old painting that I believed had more potential. The idea of reworking it filled me with a rare excitement. However, my anticipation turned to horror when I descended into the basement, only to find it empty. The walls were bare, the shelves clean, and my paintings—gone. I stood there in shock, a cold sense of loss washing over me. How could he do this? How could he erase a part of my life so carelessly?
Confrontation and Anger
I stormed upstairs, fury bubbling inside me. There he was, lounging on the couch, engrossed in a football game, a bag of chips in hand. “Tim! Where are my f***ing paintings?” I demanded, my voice shaking with rage.
He glanced at me nonchalantly and said, “Oh, honey, relax. You should be thanking me for taking out that junk.”
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His dismissive attitude was the final straw. I exploded in anger, yelling at him, but he remained unbothered, barely acknowledging my distress. It was clear he didn’t understand or care about the pain he’d caused.
The Plan for Revenge
As I stood there, seething, a plan began to form in my mind. If he could so casually discard something that meant so much to me, then he deserved a taste of his own medicine. I decided to retaliate in a way that would hit him where it hurt the most.
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The next day, I waited until Tim left for work. Fueled by a sense of righteous indignation, I methodically gathered all his cherished belongings—his prized football memorabilia, his vintage record collection, even his favorite recliner. I loaded everything into the back of my car and drove to the nearest charity shop. Watching the workers unload his precious items, I felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. Let’s see how he likes it, I thought.
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