Reflections

I stood by the window, my hand wrapped around me, my eyes fixed on the dark skies. My mind raced, my lips tingled, and my entire being was a raging mess of emotions.

Ronan, Florian. Ellinel. Just two weeks ago, I would have sworn I wouldn't make it alive after the heartbreak Damien gave to me. Just two weeks ago, I was preparing to be a bride, and my entire existence had depended on it.

Now I am standing here, and I can't even bring myself to think of the man I would have married. It may have been for the best that it happened this way. My own heart has been far too quick, and I have realized just how big a mistake I would have made.

The door suddenly opened, and I turned slowly, my heart immediately finding a sense of calm and agitation. The mix of polar opposite emotions made me even weaker in the knees, and it took me everything to not fall to his knees.

Florian slowly walked in, holding a tray. On the tray was a plate of blueberry pancakes and a few blueberry and dusted sugar for