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JAYDEN ALEXANDER
An appreciative whistle grabbed my attention while I entered the college premises. Gracelyn.
"Dear Cousin, couldn't wait to see your betrothed." She chuckled receiving my glare.
"Nice to see you too."
"I'm so happy now that you are finally here, I can let go the responsiblity of protecting Rosaleigh from male attention." She gestured towards the group of boys seated in the middle of the campus grounds.
"Gracelyn, keep your voice low. You dont want to blow your cover." I whispered smilingly.
"I'll see you around. Rosaleigh is in the Library." Gracelyn shrugged ignoring my comment before making her way to the cafeteria.
Gracelyn was my cousin, daughter of Aunt Raphael, Mother's only sibling. Her father was King Albert of Asmaria. Apart from her rebellious nature, Grace has proved to be a great support. I had persuaded her to study at Nashville so that she can keep an eye on Rosaleigh's condition. Uncle Henry was reluctant about this arrangement but agreed when Father assured that their identities wouldn't be revealed.
Along with Gracelyn, my most trusted men Adam and Luke disguised as students accompanied her. All these years they had protected both Gracelyn and Rosaleigh.
The moment in the library I saw Rosaleigh my heart fluttered with happiness. She took her sweet time to study my appearance while I studied her.
These past years have done a wonderful job on her. My Bellé has gained weight in the right places that only enhanced her beauty. Her chocolate brown hair that were long years back, now reached just below her shoulders. Her crystal clear deep blue eyes focused on me noting my flaws and faults.
She was occupied with assignments and I kept on disturbing her, atlast she gave up and paid heed to me. The way Rosaleigh smiled made my heart jolt as it did back then, proving that I was still affected by her charm. I introduced myself with my middle name Alexander, I was to study here under the same name.
Trying to make small conversations with Bellé was the soul goal of my early arrival at the University. It had been only three hours since I landed on the American soil. According to what my parents planned I was to meet her again for the first time at dinner but I dragged myself to college, all I wanted was a glance of my betrothed but it seems that luck was on my side.
Rosaleigh's voice calmed the inner turmoil that was running in rages before, ringing over my ears like a mother cooing her restless child to a peaceful slumber.
If I wasnt mistaken I saw flecks of recognition in her eyes. But before I could point a finger at the particular emotion it dispersed into thin air. Bellé closed her eyes for longer than a mere minute, when she opened them all I could decipher about the emotion was pain, confusion and something like yearning? Who was my Bellé longing for? Was it me? Just the thought of her yearning for me makes my heart flutter and dance to unknown tunes.
Aunt Kate had informed Mom about the gradual changes occuring in Bellé's health. She have started recollecting minute details through dreams and glimpses. And by the look on her face it was evident that she had another glimpse. Before anymore memories came back to haunt her I decided to leave the library. Eagerly waiting for the night.
How would it be like to hear her moan my name in that sweet voice of her? I shook my head chuckling at some explicit pictures that raided my mind.
A soft knock on the door brought me out of my sweet sinful imagination. I looked around, realisation stricking me like a professional's punch.
I was at the Bloemen's!!
Last night I had a great time with my family. Glancing on the side table clock my eyes turned into the size of saucers. 7 am!? Had I not even blinked the entire night? Love really does things to you! I smiled to the thought of it.
Before I could deepen myself with Rosaleigh's thoughts‚ the person on the other side of the door knocked again ‚ a bit louder this time. Getting up I flung opened the door, alas I wasnt expecting the unexpected. Stood there on the door was the person who kept me up the whole night.
Rosaleigh. Isabellé. Bloemen!!
Raising an eyebrow at her I tried to reason her being at my doorstep. Her beautiful eyes raked over me as her peaceful demeanor changed to one that of shock then to a deep scarlet. Gasping, she immediately turned over not before raking her eyes over me for once again.
Confused seeing her blush in such a dark shade of red, I glanced at myself. All my confidence and arrogance was thrown out of the window comprehending the cause of Bellé's blush. I'd answered the door half naked in my underpants only.
The boner not going unnoticed!Shitt!! I muttered under my breath and slammed the door shut.
Yesternight after settling in the room, I stripped to my underpants which was my regular sleeping attire.
What a way of starting my first day at Bloemen's!!***
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ
My room was situated upstairs with the other two guest rooms, one of which was now occupied by Alex. Our rooms were just a door apart. The start of my day was not so happening.
Mom had made a point that I should befriend Alex as he was to stay with us till our graduation and internship. Now that I counted the total span of time, I knew he was going to be our guest for more than a year.
Mama had assigned me a task of waking up Alex as an initiation for our friendship. Grumbling I got up and walked straight to his room, not that I was expecting him to receive me in nothing but his blue underwear. I rushed to my room finding him half naked. Blood rushed to my cheeks while my heart was hammering against my chest.
What a way to start my day!!Trying to avoid any further encounters with Alex, I went to college without him. Alex could join later.
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉI was sitting in the classroom revising notes when Lucy joined. I always prefered Lucy's company to Grace's. Lucy was calm, composed and the most optimistic soul born on earth. She could point out good even in the worst of the situations. Whereas Grace was a totally opposite of both of us. A lively soul. She believed in living in the present rather than worrying over the past or future. Grace was popular among the boys, a heartthrob in the college.She loved us, only two friends and our simplicy. Our reality kept her grounded. The lecture was to start in another five minutes when Grace came running to class looking for me and Lucy. Grace looked like she've just escaped a war. "Okay, so I've a news." Grace starte
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉThe ride to the college was stress free 'cause I opted a bus with Lucy than a car ride with Alex. It was fun because this was the first time I travelled in a bus since I remember.Everyday either Mama or Dad dropped me to college. It felt like one of those five years old school going girls. It was pretty uncomfortable and embarrassing but my parents didnt give a damn to all those glances that would come our way. By the time it was mid sem, no more stares came my way. It was accepted as normal.Today too, Mama was skeptical to allow me for a bus ride but when Adam accompanied us, she approved. Sometimes, I was overwhelmed about my parents being so protective. It waslike they're hiding me from something or someone, safe guarding me from an unknown threat. My life was nothing normal as much as
***ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉCurrently we were seated in the booth of the most plush diner that's in Nashville, Lucy beside me while Alex and Grace took their seats facing ours. The treat was on Alex. It would surely cause him an arm and a leg!As the food came, we ate in silence, speaking only when had to ask a thing or some regular chatters. After enjoying our meal, we were waiting for our dessert when Alex' phone rung. Noting the caller id he excused himself."Isn't it too much for Alex to afford a dinner here." Lucy whispered when Alex was out of sight. Her eyes observing our surrounding.Exactly my words! I thought.Every inch of this place was pricey and extravagant."No
***JAYDEN ALEXANDER It's been three hours since we rushed Rosaleigh to the hospital. The moment she fell into my arms unconscious, I felt like my world came crashing down, once all over again. Her pale face was etched on my memory for eternity again. Rosaleigh's doctor Mr. Brooks checked on her while he asked about what happened moments before her sudden blackout. It was her first blackout in the span of two years and just within a month of my arrival at Nashville.Am I a bad influence on Bellé's health? She'd had blackouts whenever she stressed on something or tried t
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ I laid in a peaceful surrounding as comforting silence embraced me. The room was silent yet I could feel someone's powerful presence. I twisted and turned to my side finally opening my eyes. It took me a while for my eyes to adjust to the bright lights in the room. Alex stood to my side, his piercing grey eyes studying me. I remember fainting when I couldn't handle that intense ache in my head. My doctors had strictly asked me to not force my brain into remembering something.That's exactly what you did ! said my conscience.Ignoring it, I sat up straight as Alex assisted me by arranging the pillows suitably. He held a cup of water, hesistantly bringing it near my lips. Wordlessly I accepted it. "
****ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ The loud thumping against my chest, the beads of sweat covering my body slowed my pace as suddenly I felt uneasy. The dress I wore was clinging unto me in a way that suffocated me. It became difficult to walk in the heels. Everything buzzed like the loud sound of music that was blarring through the speakers. The particular feeling which resided in the corner of my heart was emerging in waves, Anxiety.Standing in the passage, my eyes travelled to the entrance of the ball - it was filled masks claded faces. The flickering lights did no good in relieving my state as my breaths came out laboured. I tried taking smal
***ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉThe chandelier dangled low from the high ceiling. Golden lighting decorated the stupendous hall as the ensemble played an unknown country music. Heels clanked against the plush marble floor as an old woman descended the staircase. Her face blurred but the air around her was regal. As she stood at the foot of the staircase, men bowed and women curtsied to her.Where am I ? In a royal fairytale?? "Bellé, I need to dance. It's a custom I can't escape " a young male voice whispered. "Go ahead Jayden, there are lots of girls
***JAYDEN ALEXANDER They say "time heals all wounds" but I dont believe in that phrase at all. Time can't heal wounds until we had closures with the person who had inflictedus. That's the exact reason why Rosaleigh is pushing me away, the wounds I have caused her in the past are weaving their way into the present we have. I am sure she doesn't remembers any of it but the gut instincts she has towards me, are telling her to be careful.It's been years since I broke her trust and shoved her towards the danger, the day when I realised I've fallen in love was the same day I almost lost her to her enemies. The day of her accident.Before I could indulge myself in the pool of self-abasement, the bell rang hinting the end of the test. I looked across the classroom at Rosaleigh as she continued to fidget
THIRD PERSON POV. The air in the hall was filled with despondency, the walls were screaming of terror, which were once painted with glee and peace. The lights did little to no work beating away the darkness that had settled on the plush walls of the castle which had been Edward's residence for almost two decades. Ruling as one of the most powerful dictators of the time, Edward was loosing interest as nothing excited him anymore. The people of Orbloem didn't cause any ruckus finally accepting their fate and Edward as their Ruler. Edward was running out of excuses to punish the innocents. Everything including sexually traumatizing young girls had lost its essence as a new complication was making its presence prominent in his life. Edward was aging, his life span nearing the inevitable end no mortal could escape. Death. His once energetic bones now creaked and groaned whenever he tried engaging himself in the venereal act. Edward was in a desperate need of an heir as the whispers abou
THIRD PERSON POV. "Where is my son?" A cord of coughs followed Edward's gravelly roar as he balanced himself on the throne that once once shone with justice and equality. Earlier when one of his female servant had informed Edward about Edgar's return, he was eager to meet his supposed son, but his excitement was thrown into the midden when he noticed Edgar had returned empty handed. Edward had waited for months for this day and all he attained was a cowering Edgar. "Edgar why dont you answer?" Edward seethed once again, before falling into another fit of coughs. Edgar raised his head a little to look at the once high and mighty dictator was left to nothing but an assemble of bones and tissues. Edward had lost considerable amount of weight in the past few months during Edgar was away. The lung cancer was gradually but definitely consuming Edward, culminating his reign over Orbloem. But Edgar was wise enough to not dream about the day of his ascension to Dictatorship until all the
LUCILLE The credits rolled in concluding the first film. Small chatters carried on around the living room. Luke had went to get tarts for me. All I needed was a sugar rush to keep me going all night. I peeked inside the kitchen from my spot. Luke was taking extra time. Before I could protest, a shattering shrill caused me to cover my ears. In no time Adam was hovering over me, forcing my head down towards his chest. But the force caused me to fall on my side, near the shattered glass window. A prickling pain shot through my arm as my heart raced at the sight of the gun Adam used to shoot towards the broken glass doors. I turned to look at Grace who was crouched beside sofa, Alex was sheilding Rosaleigh in a careful way while she clung to him like a second skin. In no time shots rung at the ceiling lights, darkness covering over us. Luke too had a gun
JAYDEN ALEXANDER. I held Rosaleigh close to me before sidling away from the balcony and towards Grace's bedroom. Adam had Lucy shielded in his arms as Grace crouched and crawled behind us. Rosaleigh clutched my shirt as I hugged her with all my might. Small whimpers escaped her lips as she tried to shrink further. We were in Grace's room when Lucy closed the door after Adam and Luke entered. The electric connection went off confirming my suspicions. We were under attack. I took my phone speed dialing Ralph asking for reinforcements. He informed that he was in his way but I couldn't wait any longer. We had to get out of the house from the underground emergency exit. The sounds of something breaking continued as the snipper kept on shooting blind shots. After a while, silence covered the entire place like a thick blanket of snow. "Wha
JAYDEN ALEXANDER. It was first time in past two weeks after our graduation when Rosaleigh had agreed to get out of the house. Everytime we planned an outing Rosaleigh faked illness or found some weird excuses. It was as if she was hiding in the house from something. Today too she had made a point she wouldn't go out in the city so Grace came up with the idea of a movie night at her place. I was glad to have Grace here, she was really helpful when it came to Rosaleigh. During the ride, Rosaleigh kept glancing around as if trying to spot something or someone. After I asked her what's the matter, she replied with an insouciant shrugg before shrinking in the passenger seat.
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ Mama had promised a Graduation feast for us as they were the only parents that had attended the Graduation ceremony for all my friends including Luke and Adam as well. Thus the following sunday night we headed out for dinner. Entering the Diner we walked towards the VIP section where a table for eight was set near the pool. Mama had pre-ordered dishes like Lobster with buckwheat piklets and avacado, Radicchio salad with orange and walnut dressing, lemon chicken with steamed rice, red and white wine to flush everything down. "Aunt Rachel thanks for the Austrailian cuisine I love it." Grace sighed taking her seat. Grace was very picky when it came to food unlike any of us and thus Mama made a note to keep everything Austrailian
ROSALEIGH ISABELLE The hall reverberated with another round of applause as the announcer continued with his commencing speech. With bated breath, I moved forward towards the main stage. Currently, all the students stood backstage. It was our graduation day. The internship for our batch was to be conducted after a four-weak break. It would be a 24 weeks program in one of the best hospitals around Nashville. My eyes darted towards Gracelyn and Lucille, as we stood ahead in the queue according to the alphabetic order of our names. I was behind Remus Lynn while Alex was in the upfront with Adam. His blue ceremony gown ending near his ankles where his blue jeans was visible. They seemed into a deep conversation. Amanda Chris
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉ The days flew by smoothly, most of them were spent in the cafeteria. The year was coming to an end, the cafeteria was buzzing with students sharing the lasts of their beautiful memories trying to capture everything in their cameras. The boy band completed their song as the cafeteria resonated with claps and hoots of appreciation. Students had set a small stage in the center surrounding the tables, while many showcased their hidden talents. "Alex why don't you sing?" Grace prompted, munching a chip ignoring the pair of girls that ascended the stage for a dance duel. "Yes that day you missed your performance." Lucy piped in as Adam and Luke agreed in unison, I recalled the day I had my last blackout. Alex turned deaf ears to their pleas focusing his attention on
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉThe next morning I walked down from my room leading to the dining area. A part of me eager to start the day. Dad was seated at the head of the dining table hiding behind his broad sheets while Mama took her seat adjacent to his. The dining area smelled of freshly baked Cinnamon rolls. Mama never baked them until it was Christmas and currently we were in mid year. Not that I complained, I've been a fan of Cinnamon rolls. I looked around the table in an attempt to find my favourite rolls. When I spotted them, I broke into a run half way through my way. Halting I grabbed a cinnamon roll and was about to devour it when my gaze fell on Mama. She was no longer sitting but standing and carefully observing my moves, a hand on her chest. My sudden run must