Damian chuckled slightly, leaning forwards and pressing their lips together. While it was just a quick kiss, Celine enjoyed it nonetheless. After the kiss ended, Celine rested her forehead against Damian's shoulder before resting her hands tightly onto Damian's back.For a few moments, there was only silence between the pair before Damian spoke up."I missed you…" Damian muttered quietly."I missed you too…" Celine whispered back. "And I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner about how I felt. I know that it probably hurt you to hear that, and I'm so sorry that I put you through that.""Don't be sorry, baby girl." Damian replied gently. "It's alright. I'm glad that you've told me now and that you're no longer afraid to open up to me. I promise that I won't make you feel ashamed or scared of telling me things anymore. I'll always be there for you.""I know. That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say." Celine smiled, placing a soft kiss onto his neck."I love you so much…" Damian murmured.
After a few seconds, Damian pulled away from the kiss, watching as Celine remained frozen in place. Smirking at Celine who had her eyes wide opened, Damian leaned over her body and planted a soft kiss onto the tip of her nose."There. Happy now?" Damian smirked."Very." Celine giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.After a long night of talking with Damian, Celine found herself laying in the large king sized bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. In order to distract herself from the thought that she might never get to wake up next to Damian again, she began to think about other thoughts such as what it would be like to live with him and his family. The image of a happy and peaceful future together with Damian flashed in Celine's mind before vanishing almost instantly. Although the idea itself sounded rather attractive, she knew it wouldn't work. Damian was far too stubborn and proud for someone like her to be able to convince him of that. Even though they had gotten closer over t
"You're being ridiculous." Celine groaned in frustration. "You can't blame yourself for anything that has happened in the past. Just because it happened doesn't mean it's your fault that it did. Besides, you're probably the only person in the world that I care about more than anyone else.""But I?""Please…" Celine cut Damian off. "You're hurting yourself and the people who love you, and it's affecting you more than you realise. I'm sure there are things you don't even know about yourself because of how little you speak about them.""But I'm willing to help you learn so that when you do start speaking about it, you'll be better prepared for the pain that comes along with doing so. Just please talk to me. I don't care what you say. It doesn't matter because you're my best friend, and I love you."Damian sighed in defeat, nodding slightly as Celine pulled him into a hug. Sighing in relief once Damian had wrapped his arms around her, Celine pressed a gentle kiss to the top of Damian's he
Damian allowed himself to relax slightly as Celine wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. After a few moments of deep kissing, Damian pulled apart, a small blush still present on his cheeks."We should get going." Damian muttered shyly."Yes…" Celine agreed, unable to prevent the smile that appeared on her face at the sight of Damian blushing. "The sooner we get there, the sooner we can leave."Damian nodded slightly as he linked his arm with Celine's, leading her out of the apartment building. They made their way to the restaurant silently, both not wanting to ruin the moment. Once they arrived, they paid for their entrance, and made their way over to their table, sitting down in opposite seats."So, tell me everything that is bothering you." Celine ordered gently. "I can always read your mind, Damian, remember? I will always be able to figure out what you're thinking.""How do you…?" Damian trailed off, realising that she must have been able to read his mind."I'm a
The thought of seeing him sent a wave of pain through her heart. How many times had she thought about him during these years? How many times had she wished that she was with him? Everytime she did, she immediately reminded herself that it didn't work out between them, and she should forget about him forever. However, when she saw him again, she felt that familiar warmth that had once been ignited within her begin to flutter uncontrollably throughout her entire body. When she finally saw the image of his handsome face appear in her vision, she realised just how much she missed him. She felt like a complete and utter fool. How could she ever think that she had truly fallen in love with someone who didn't even notice her existence? A part of her hoped that he would never notice her. Then maybe, if he did, he wouldn't hate her, and they could be together. Unfortunately, that dream was soon shattered. All it took was one simple sentence spoken by the boy who she loved. Just one word. The
He missed seeing her smile so much. However, he was also starting to realise that his feelings for Celine would never be returned. Ever. He had never expected them to be reciprocated anyways. Celine had made that perfectly clear to him. She refused to talk to him unless it was strictly necessary, and she would never return his feelings. Damian had decided that he needed to let Celine go, and he knew that it was the right thing to do. He couldn't allow himself to fall in love with another girl who loved him only because he was rich, famous, and handsome. After all, he could never replace Celine. He didn't deserve to try. Therefore, whenever he thought of her, he would push those thoughts aside, force a smile on his face, and remind himself that she couldn't possibly return his feelings. As long as he continued to act indifferent towards her, and as long as he avoided any unnecessary conversations whenever possible, then Celine would never suspect that he had feelings for her. He wa
"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
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