“So…” she started hesitantly, her voice barely audible.“Hmm…” he hummed in agreement, not daring to look at her.“Do you think your family will be angry?”He let out a quiet snort. “They’re not the kind of people to be angry about these kinds of things. They understand that sometimes people do stupid stuff to make them happy, and that sometimes they need a little push in order to make themselves realize how wrong they are. Besides, they know I’m in love with you. I doubt they’ll really be mad at me for falling for you.”Celine smiled slightly, shaking her head slightly. “But does it bother you? Being in love with me? Do you… feel uncomfortable?”“No,” he replied simply. “Not in the slightest. I know how important it is to you, so it doesn’t bother me. I just wish that you didn’t have to deal with my family constantly telling you what to do. They always seem to expect the worst from me, whereas I do everything for you.”“That’s because they don’t know you,” she replied, turning her
“Thank you,” she whispered, smiling shyly.“Anything for you,” he whispered back, cupping her face softly with his hands and pulling her towards him once more. She melted into his arms, placing her hands behind his neck and leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his lips, causing him to pull her closer to deepen it a little bit. They kissed until they were both gasping for air, their breath mingling with each other’s. Eventually, Roman reluctantly released her, resting his forehead against hers.She let out a shaky sigh. “Now that’s a start. Now, please, tell me you plan to keep doing that.”Roman chuckled quietly. “Of course I do. It’s my job, remember?”A wide grin spread across her face, causing Roman to chuckle some more and wrap his arms around her waist. “You are ridiculous. You are the most frustrating man I know. And don’t think I haven’t noticed. You’re trying to distract me from worrying.”“Oh no! So I’m not the only man who thinks that I’m handsome?” he questioned sarcas
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
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 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
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
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
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