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2024-10-29 19:42:56Asa and her nan were more than wonderful. Even though I walked through the front door as a stranger, her nan treated me like I was her own blood, hugging me and giving me a kiss while rushing to make me some tea and forcing Asa to get me a blanket and warm clothes.
"Are you feeling warm enough, child?" She asked me as I wrapped my hands tighter around my mug of tea that I appreciated more now than ever.
I smiled shyly at her and nodded my head. She was sitting across from me on the other sofa as she sat all curled up in her thick blanket with cushions all around her. "Yes, I am, thank you for everything, nan," I said to her. She heavily insisted I call her nan.
She smiled widely at me, coughing into her hand and apologizing profusely, "I'm sor
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I grit my teeth and froze in the middle of the kitchen as I heard Asa begin to mumble loudly. I turned around slowly, my eyes having already adjusted to the dark as I stared at her to see if she was awake and a million things started to run through my mind as I thought about an excuse I'd have to give, if she woke up and caught me right now.I'll use the "I needed some water" or "I was looking for the bathroom" and hope I'll get away with it. I had changed out of my clothes when I just arrived and got dressed in Asa's warm pyjamas that I was still wearing at the moment with no shoes.Seeing that she was still asleep, I relaxed a bit as I walked around the kitchen looking for the keys to unlock the door. I found a phone right beside the old rusted kettle that I'm surprised still works and picked it up quickly
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"Where are we?" I asked as I looked around the modern foreign home that I’m certain belonged to Quentin. It’s modern interior and it’s outside biophilic design made the home perfectly blend into the deep dark forest that the home was surrounded by. I could tell such a home had cost a pretty penny, but let’s be honest, it’s money that Quentin has."One of my other houses, far from others and more in the quiet countryside. I figured you needed some time away from the manor," he began as he walked into the kitchen and I watched him open the fridge and pull out two beers, "a beer?"
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I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and absolute bliss. Everything just seemed so peaceful that I'd forgotten where I was and why I was here. The sheets around me were comfortable and soft and they were making me feel warm and fuzzy. I felt like I was sleeping on a cloud.I rubbed my eyes as I sat up and looked around the bedroom, seeing that I was alone. I covered a yawn and stood up slowly, running my hands through my hair to tame the mess and walked around the bed to the bathroom.I looked at myself in the mirror before I leaned down and splashed some water on my face before I found what I hoped to be a brand new toothbrush and brushed my teeth. I wet my hands a bit and ran them through my hair before I walked out of the bathroom and out of the bedroom.
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Tonight was absolutely perfect and it's always on those perfect nights that time seems to go by really fast and there's not even time to process everything. Everything from the ride in the Bugatti to the massive theatre that Quentin had hired out for a private concert for just him and I. Hearing and watching those strings being pulled from the violin to the blows from the trumpets, everything was just magical. My eyes would close for long durations of time, unable to process the beauty and magic of everything."Can we dance?" He asked me as the orchestra continued to play and the sounds bounced off of the walls and all the way into my heart. "I mean, there's nobody else around," he said as I looked around at the empty seats around us and I slowly nodded.He stood up, holding out his hand for me to take and I
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I could get used to the life of doing the absolute bare minimum and being able to get away with it. I slept early and woke up late with breakfast already prepared for me, and I had the bed all to myself."I'm going to eat a piece of everything you cook," I said to Quentin finally, speaking for the first time since I told him "good morning" when I had just woken up and walked into the kitchen, finding him slaving over the stove yet again. "You're working way too hard and it's rude of me to only eat one thing and let all of the food go to waste," I elaborated as I reached for the toast and grabbed two slices of it before biting into a single slice.
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I guess you could say I was a bit of an outcast and a lonely child. I was always to myself especially in school, or anywhere outside of my home. I found it difficult to talk, or to even look up from the ground when I didn't have my mum by my side. It was when I was in crèche, when the teachers handed out white pages and told us to draw and colour in, that everyone around me, including myself saw my talent.It started really small. It started with drawing a very detailed picture of a rose or a sunflower. To then having detailed sketches of every contour of my mother's face from all angles. When I turned ten years old, my mum bought me my first art supplies and I used to get pulled into the world of painting."Do you even know how to paint?" I laughed as I looked at Quentin and his empty canvas, while I
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"Do you mind telling me about your parents?" I asked him, "I know you lost them, but...I don't know, I guess I just want to know about them."Quentin sighed, looking at me with a certain distant look before he nodded, "what do you want to know?""I don't know...were they good people?" I asked him."The best," he replied shortly."How did they fall in love?" I asked him instead.He sucked in a breath, looking away from me and towards the almost empty bottles of wine and champagne before he mixed the two in his glass and looked past me, "they knew each other all of their lives, I guess. My father's family lived right across the street from my mo
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"You really made her bow down to you?" Elisabeth asked me with wide eyes as I struggled to keep the proud smirk off my face as I bit my bottom lip and stretched my arms from the position that I was laying in.The tea party with the wives had ended a few hours ago and I was relaxing with Elisabeth as I told her what happened and at first, she was giggling when I told her about how the wives all started fighting until I got to the part where I made Katherine bow down to me.I didn't think I had it in me to do such a thing and I'd be lying if I said that I had planned on doing that. I didn't plan on standing up and putting their wives in their place which was clearly all the way down there compared to me and I most definitely didn't plan on making Katherine bow at my feet but I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel good.
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"Are you ready?" Elisabeth asked me as she magically appeared in front of me while I was observing myself in the mirror. Some other women would spend the 24 hours before their wedding by going out with friends, having a bachelorette party and reflecting back on their single days; but I am not like other women. The day before my wedding will not be spent with my closest friends and half naked men with bulging crotches and tight underwear accompanied by strip poles rather, it will be spent with my future husband's eight other wives.I'm attending their infamous tea party. I remember the disaster the previous one had been and I hope that I don't have to witness the same thing but more importantly I hope I'm not the one they all turn their fiery gaze on. I don't think I can fight eight she wolves. Matter of fact, I know that I can't fight them.
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"I can't believe you cut your hair," Quentin's English accent was thickly coated in shock as he ran his hand over my new hair and I slapped his hand away."Stop it," I scolded him but he was still looking at me in shock."I thought you were going to put in hair extensions or a weave," he told me as I glared at him."Are you saying that I look ugly?" I snapped at him but he quickly shook his head."You're incapable of ever looking ugly, Sarafina. I just wasn't expecting you to cut your hair. You look astonishingly beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful and bare I've ever seen you."I wasn't expecting to cut my hair either. When Quentin brought m
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What use was crying and moping going to be? There was only so many times I could cry about the situation but it was permanent and there was nothing that I could do about it. Quentin would not let them die and I shouldn't want them to die just for my own selfish needs.I chose him over my own mother, I chose him over death and what I hope had been paradise. I had to stick with him now and there was no going back.I woke up before the break of dawn and took a much needed shower. I needed to scrub myself clean because it had been days since I stepp
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The bedroom door banged open and my mother came charging in, "you know what, Sarafina, I can't do this!" my mother exclaimed as she ripped the sheets off my body and I just looked at her.Quentin had carried me from the balcony and laid me on the bed before covering me with the sheets as he cleaned around the room and I finally rested after what felt like years.I hadn't seen my mother this week because I didn't want to face her and I guess she gave me that space or Elisabeth has been holding her back."I can't just sit back and watch you live like this," my mother snapped at me but her angry tone was only laced with heartbreak. The heart
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I would do anything to make her happy. I'd put my life on the line without a second thought if that is what made her happy but no matter how much I loved and cared for her, I couldn't let my children grow up without their biological mothers. I care for my children and I don't want to take their mothers away from them. It would be the most foul and selfish thing that I could do and I know that Sarafina understands this but it is difficult to wrap her head around the fact that the only way to save them would be for me to create that mate bond again.I had promised myself that I would never hurt her again when she had been laying there with no heart beat and just a pale sunken in face after I had prayed for her to come back to me and when she opened her eyes I promised myself and the moon goddess that I would never be the reason behind her tears of pain and I'd kill anyone who dare
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I know understood why Katherine hated me. Even though it hadn't been my fault, the man that she loved, found someone else. I couldn't even find the strength to stand from the floor and I don't know how my mother knew or found out that something was wrong with me but when she came into the room, pleading with me from the other side of the door to let her in, I realized how glad I was that I had her here with me.I didn't even have the energy to put on any clothes. My mother came into the room and immediately covered me with one of the many robes in the room. After that, she sat on the floor with me and cradled me in her arms like I was baby as I sobbed into her chest.I welcomed the comfort that she provided me, sobbing uncontro
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"Good morning, Sarafina," I heard his deep voice croak into my ear as he kissed my forehead and I opened my eyes with a grin on my face.I let go of the pillow that I was holding onto that smelled like him because I couldn't sleep at night without his body right next to mine, "Quentin, baby," I squealed in excitement, all trace of exhaustion gone from my system as I wrapped my arms around his neck and forced his body to fall onto mine, "I missed you," I cried into his neck, burying my nose deep into his flesh and inhaling as much of him as possible."I missed you too, baby," he coaxed me gently, running his fingers along the sides of my waist, tickling the naked flesh and causing goosebumps to appear on my arms "I'm sorry that
