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Esmeralda's POV.

In my sleep I heard the sound of the door creaking. The sound is faint but because of the silence, I was able to hear the sound of the door and also, the sound of footsteps.

I had no idea who it was. But from the distinct smell of apples that accompanied the person, it wasn't hard to guess that the person was Killian.

I was skeptical whether to inform him of my consciousness or not. I wanted to talk to him, this was the first time in a while that we were spending some time together when the rage and displeasure we felt towards each other wasn't overwhelming.

However I didn't know how to start. I didn't know how I was feeling at the moment. He was also feeling the same way.

When I heard his footsteps, I realized that I didn't care about whether he wanted to talk to me or not. I wanted to be selfish about him, this was the only time I had to be selfish. Outside of my room he was engaged to be married to someone else who was going to have children for him. Outside o