"You should rest now." Celine suggested. "You're not well, after all. And your wounds still haven't healed yet. And besides, you have school tomorrow.""It won't hurt me to stay here for a little longer." Damian smirked. "I'm bored out of my mind. And I'm already feeling better today, which means that there isn't much I can do anyway.""Then don't move." Celine instructed him. "Stay right where you are.""Alright…"Damian sighed quietly as he stared out the window again. His heart was heavy. He was tired. He was sad. Most of all, he was afraid. Afraid of disappointing Celine once again. Afraid of failing at making Celine feel loved again. Afraid of losing her when she inevitably left once more. But above all, afraid of loving her. Afraid of falling in love. Afraid of loving someone who could never truly return his love. He knew how dangerous those words were. How selfish they sounded. He knew how stupid and weird they were. Yet, they still remained stuck in his throat every single
Celine listened to Damian intently. There was obviously a lot more going on than just the memory of his father beating him. There had to be more to the story. She wasn't going to interrupt him though. Instead she waited patiently for him to continue."After a while, I stopped crying. I had gotten used to the darkness and pain that I was living with. I thought that it was normal. I wasn't surprised when my father started to beat me. I understood what he was doing to me. I knew that it was because of what he believed to be wrong. I couldn't deny it anymore. I accepted it.""I accepted the fact that my father loved me. I accepted that I was weak, pathetic. I was nothing compared to him. I was nothing compared to anyone.""Why do you think that?" Celine murmured softly."Because I am weak. Pathetic. And I always will be." Damian explained. "I have always been weak. I've always done everything alone. And I always will do it, too."Celine looked into Damian's eyes. She knew that she should
She walked over to her father, and put her arms around his neck. Damian stood awkwardly behind Celine, watching as Celine hugged her father. Her parents didn't appear to have noticed him yet."Where's mommy and daddy?" Celine questioned, referring to the woman sitting in a chair near the kitchen entrance."Out." Damian answered honestly.Celine smiled as she pulled away from her father. She looked over at Damian. His face was unreadable. It was as if he was holding back something."Let's go upstairs." Celine suggested."Sure." Damian nodded his head."Don't stay up too late." Celine called to her mother."We won't." The woman chuckled.Celine led Damian upstairs and they headed straight for her bedroom. Once they reached her room, she turned to face Damian."How are you feeling?" She asked, genuinely concerned."Fine." Damian sighed as he shrugged."Is everything okay?" Celine asked curiously as she placed her hand on the side of Damian's face.He flinched slightly under her touch. He
She was still upset with herself, but at the same time she didn't regret it. She knew that it had been the right thing to do, and she didn't regret it one bit. She was going to leave it up to fate to decide whether she wanted to continue their friendship. Whether she continued to forgive Damian or not. Either way, it didn't matter to her at all. The only thing that mattered was the fact that they had ended up together again."I'm sorry." Celine whispered."It's fine." Damian reassured her.He leaned forward and captured her lips in another gentle kiss. He felt as if he'd done it hundreds of times before, but it still felt new and exciting."You're always welcome in my room, you know that right?" Celine muttered softly, trying not to wake her parents up."Of course." Damian replied.With that, they both went silent. Celine wrapped her arms around Damian as the boy held her tightly. After a few minutes, Celine broke the silence."Thank you for coming back. I'm glad that you're alive."
"Please, Celine..." Damian pleaded.Celine shook her head lightly. There was nothing else that she could possibly say to excuse her actions. There was nothing that she could say that would make things better. She couldn't make things better now, this makes everything well for her.She couldn't take back the things she had done. She couldn't change anything. All she could do was apologise, although she was quite certain that that would be the last thing she did before telling Damian everything."There's nothing that I can say. Nothing that I can do." Celine admitted."Then… Then what are we supposed to do?" Damian asked sadly."Just give us time." Celine muttered. "I don't know…""That's easy for you to say." Damian growled.His voice grew louder and louder, almost as if he was shouting. Celine flinched slightly, fearing that he might hit her, which would probably hurt more than a slap on her face. Damian sighed before continuing."It's obvious that you don't really care about me. I m
Celine closed her eyes tightly. She couldn't bear to watch him cry. She felt awful. But she couldn't find it within herself to comfort him. It was her fault that he was crying. It was her fault that she had caused his pain. It was her fault that he had become so upset. And if she didn't say anything, it was going to happen again. She was terrified. She didn't want him to get angry with her again. She didn't want him to hate her. She didn't want him to leave. She didn't want him to turn away from her again. Celine wasn't sure whether she would survive it. But she wasn't sure that she cared about living anymore. At least not right now.Damian was staring at her, watching her carefully as she tried her best to hold back her tears. Her hands were shaking slightly, but she was determined to fight them off. She refused to let them fall. She didn't want to show him that she was weak. She didn't want to cry. She didn't want to make him feel terrible. She didn't want to be pitied. This was
"This morning," he started. "When you told me that you loved me... you made me realize that I loved you too. And... I guess I was wondering... what would it take for you to finally realise that I love you too?" Damian continued. "It's not fair for you to hide yourself from me. Especially not when I already know that you love me."Celine frowned slightly as she listened to him. Damian didn't understand that she was trying her hardest to avoid telling him because of their relationship. And he didn't understand that she was trying to save him because of how important she thought it was that he wouldn't find out about their marriage. And Damian seemed to know that. But Damian didn't want to let go either. He didn't want to let her go. He didn't want to lose her. Not now. Not ever. And he knew that there was no chance that she was telling the truth. She hadn't said that she loved him. She hadn't said that she loved him. She hadn't said that she loved him. Why would she lie? But Celine
That was all that she wanted at that moment. That was all that she had ever wanted, and that was all she wanted ever again. She had tried to fight, she had tried to keep herself from being vulnerable, but she had failed. She'd failed miserably. But she didn't care. She just wanted things to be alright between them once again. Even if it meant that she would have to start over with someone new. With another family member. Another family member who she had loved dearly in a past life.But Celine didn't want to leave Damian behind. She didn't want to leave Damian behind. She loved him so much. And, as scared as she was, as uncomfortable as she felt, she knew that she had to tell him. And she had to do it today. Now. Tonight. The longer she waited, the more likely it was that she would change her mind. The more likely it was that she would regret telling him. And she didn't want to live with that regret for the rest of her life. She didn't want to regret telling him. She didn't want to
King Roman finally get all of he ever wanted the throne, peace and his family back without any disturbing, he feels so happy to raise his children together with his beloved wife Celine.Celine was finally able to get out from the cursed and finally together with King Roman."Celine, let me take you into the magical garden there."Celine nodded and King Roman kept holding her hand.He kissed her hands and she smiled happily at him.The two got out of the castle and started walking in the garden.It wasn't just the normal garden but a magic garden that could make plants grow from anything.They went through the garden and when they get to a small pond near the garden Celine jumped into the water.She swims around happily and laughs as she looks up from the water.When she comes back out she saw that the king hasn't follow her so she looked over where she last seen him.He was standing right at the edge of the pond looking at something that made him smile like never before.Her husband a
Unfortunately, this didn’t stop his heart from breaking a little whenever they cried or when they woke up screaming in the middle of the night, scared of monsters or demons, unable to control themselves. Sometimes, Roman wondered if he should try to help them somehow, but then he remembered what happened the previous day. If he had interfered, then the kidnappers would have gotten away with everything, and Celine and his daughters would have died. Instead, he decided to ignore them, pretending as if nothing had happened and letting the incident be completely forgotten. This way, Celine could have a normal life again, and he could finally sleep without worrying about her.As Roman went through that process of ignoring and forgetting about the incident, he gradually began to grow tired. Despite that fact, he stayed up until late into the night before finally falling asleep.When he woke up the next morning, the sun was shining brightly and he could hear birds singing outside in the
Slowly and cautiously, he moved his gaze toward the direction that he thought he had seen the source of the noise coming from. And suddenly, he realized that the source of the sound had been Celine’s hand. She was clutching her left hand tightly in both of hers and she had begun rocking herself back and forth in a small circle. The movements weren’t violent, though, but rather rhythmic, and were definitely something that Roman recognized as something she frequently did when she was upset.It wasn’t that Roman was surprised that Celine was having trouble sleeping or that he was worried that she might be feeling uncomfortable. After all, she had been through quite a bit today, and it was understandable that she might feel that way. But what shocked him was that she was apparently doing it in the middle of the night instead of at the usual hour when he would normally be waking her up to ask her if she needed anything. It was odd behaviour for her, especially after what had happened
So, he would wait. He would patiently try to support his wife, and he would try to be there for her, and he would do his best to make sure that she was always happy. But above all else, he would have to keep reminding himself to stay calm. No matter how angry he was, no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn’t be able to break down if he were to lose his composure. And if he broke down, there was no doubt that he would never forgive himself. Not for something like that. He might not understand what it was like to live with her constantly and watch her suffer, but he didn’t want to find out what the outcome might be if he actually broke down. So, for the sake of his family, he would remain strong and hold himself together. That way, if things did end up getting rough, he had a chance to save what little remained of his family and his sanity.And that was all that really mattered. Everything else, everything else was just distractions.His thoughts were broken away from their current tr
It had become quite clear over the course of the last two weeks that he wasn’t going to be able to keep pushing Celine as far as he normally would have. It pained him to see her hurting like this. He understood, logically speaking, that she was still in a fragile place mentally, but it seemed that the more time that passed by and the more painful memories that surfaced, the less he wanted to push her. So, in order to help her move forward, he would have to allow her to talk to him, but only after she had been cleared for release. He was going to be patient with her, however long it took. In fact, he would be patient for years if it meant that he would eventually be granted the opportunity to help her heal and grow stronger.Roman sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair before turning his attention back to the book resting on his lap. It was nearing the end of the third chapter and he had already finished reading through it three times. This was the fourth time he had re
Celine continued crying quietly, occasionally letting out a small whimper or sniffle, until she finally lost the ability to hold back anymore. She sat against the cold white tiles, hugging herself tightly and allowing her body to relax as much as it possibly could. A part of her wished that she didn’t need to be rescued, that she could just fall asleep and never wake up again. Or that someone would come in and save her from everything else. Maybe Roman would come back after work and sweep her up into his arms and carry her to bed. Perhaps she could convince him to stay. To spend forever with her. To be happy together.But no matter how desperately she hoped that was going to happen, it wasn’t going to happen. Because he wouldn’t be back for another week and even if he was, that wouldn’t give her enough time to convince him that her problems were truly worth helping her deal with. It just wasn’t realistic.She wasn’t going to lie. It hurt. There was a part of her that still loved h
Roman sat down at the other end of the counter, turning his head so that his eyes were looking up at her. He had a soft smile on his face and she was unable to avoid smiling back. She loved when he smiled like that. It made her feel warm inside. It brought back memories of simpler times that she wished she could forget. When they were both young and in love. When things between them weren’t complicated or hard to work through. Before everything had gone so wrong and they were separated by miles upon miles of ocean. Before they had even met. “So…what happened?” he asked hesitantly.“What do you mean?”“Well last night was kind of weird…and today isn’t exactly the best situation either, so what happened last night that has you so upset?”“Don’t worry about it,” she mumbled.“It doesn’t look like you want to talk about it,” he pointed out. “And honestly, I think it would probably make you feel better if I knew what was going on. We don’t know each other that well yet…we hardly know
The next morning, when Celine awoke, Roman was lying on the couch, facing her, sound asleep. His arm was slung over the top of her torso and he was snoring gently into her shoulder. He looked peaceful as his eyebrows were relaxed and his mouth hung slightly open. For a split second, he looked younger and less exhausted than he usually did. His hair was disheveled, sticking out at odd angles and there was an obvious flush on his face due to the heat radiating from the heater. Her heart fluttered in her chest at the sight. He looked so adorable and it gave her butterflies to see him looking so tired and worn out. She reached up with her hands to push some of his messy curls away from his forehead before running her fingers lightly over his temples, pushing them downwards gently as she did so. His eyes fluttered for a moment and she thought he was about to wake up, but instead, he nuzzled into her hand, sighing contently as he continued to drift further and further towards slumber.A
Roman nodded quickly, standing up and walking swiftly towards the kitchen. He rummaged around inside the medicine cabinet for a bit, searching through the various bottles until he managed to find a bottle which he immediately popped open and handed to her. She took it gingerly and swallowed down two capsules. She glanced up at him and smiled gratefully. “Thanks.”“You’re welcome. How are you feeling anyway? Are you really alright?”She nodded. “Yeah. I’m fine. A little dizzy, maybe. But I’ll manage. It’s just exhaustion.”He frowned slightly. “But you just said that it’s been three weeks. What happened? Have you not slept for three weeks now?”“I told you, Roman. My body is just adjusting to everything that happened. That’s all. Don’t worry about it. Please, stop asking questions. You’re making me uncomfortable.”Roman sighed and sat back down on the couch, taking her hand into his again. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked so many questions.”“No, no, you’re fine. Just please stop