Love and Rejection

Elodie’s P.O.V

Taking my gaze off the ornate glass chandeliers, adorned with delicate crystal pieces that hung from the intricately designed ceiling, I paused beside Marcel. He glanced at me briefly before turning swiftly, his eyes softening and lighting up as if he had just seen an irreplaceable treasure.

Staring into the ethereal green of my eyes, Marcel wrapped his fingers around my waist drawing me closer to him as he buried his face at the side of my neck, nibbling in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

It was like he was basking in my scent.

He was warm. My haven and my peace.

I loved him. A lot.

His lips grazed my skin, sending sparks of fire in its wake. “You are like a delicate flower that I want to keep, adorn, cherish, and nurture forever, ensuring you bloom endlessly. To the very end”

“You are so beautiful, I feel like I want to end the party, take your clothes off, and show you how much you mean to me”

My hand rested on his shoulders, while I muttered under my bre