All Chapters of SHADOWED SALVATION: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I watched Lavanya laugh and chat with ease with Arwan, a pang of jealousy shot through my chest. It was a feeling I wasn't proud of, but couldn't seem to shake it off.She was everything I wanted to be - confident, charismatic, and carefree. Her smile could light up a room, and her presence seemed to draw people to her like a magnet.I, on the other hand, felt like I was stuck in the shadows. I was always the one observing from the sidelines, never quite sure how to insert myself into the conversation.I walked towards Arwan, staring at Lavanya who stood beside Arwan clutching at his arm in the most threatening way possible.I parted my lips, “Where did you go with her?”My gaze fell on his lips, and memories of what happened in the witch's realm flooded back in.I shook my head, in an attempt to deactivate that feeling.“I simply went to inspect the building with Lavanya,” Arwan responded calmly, walking past me.I pulled him back, “We need to talk, Arwan.”“Ok

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Everyone gawked at me with a serious face, “Did you have a dream?” Bruno asked.“No,” I lied, “Not really… I just got paranoid.”“It's important you tell us if you do Melonie,” Othello advised, “So we can think ahead.”“I really didn't,” I whispered, “What was that noise about?” I asked, gawking at Arwan.“I looked it up,” Arwan announced, “It was an angel crying for help. This is very rare; I'm privileged to experience it once all my life.”“Who the heck would have done this?” Bruno murmured. "For an angel to cry for help, it's something very serious."“An angel was locked and is desperately crying for help,” Arwan stated, “Angels seem to be connected to you Melonie.”“Why?” I asked curiously.“Because you are pure,” Arlo responded calmly.“If an Angel is crying to me for help, Doesn’t that mean I'm supposed to help?” I reasoned out.“Perhaps,” Othello said shortly.“Then why did it affect you?” I asked, ogling at Arwan. “I saw you fall to the ground and covered y

🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I woke up to an empty silence. The buildings outside mine were bustling with life, but a hollow echo was in my heart. It was as if a part of me was missing, a piece I couldn't quite grasp.I went about my day, trying to shake off the feeling. I dressed, ate breakfast, and headed out to meet friends. But no matter what I did, the sensation lingered. It was like a gentle hum in the background, a reminder that something was off.I tried to fill the void with distractions. I strolled through the realm, talked to people, and read books. But nothing seemed to fill the gap. It was as if I was searching for a puzzle piece that didn't exist.As the day wore on, the feeling grew stronger. It was like a whisper in my ear, reminding me of what was missing. I couldn't shake the sense that I was incomplete, that a part of me was wandering around, lost and alone.I looked around me, wondering if anyone else felt the same way. Did they too feel like they were missing a piece of them

🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀We walked into our room with a very awkward atmosphere. Bruno had glanced at me coldly earlier when Clara announced that I was gay; is he that irritated? To think that the person I like is irritated that I'm gay, confessing is definitely a no. It would only make things even more awkward, and I'd only get hurt from disappointment and high expectations.Silence descended. We both lay at each edge of the bed, breathing slowly, and I desperately avoided his gaze.I felt ashamed and stupid, “Clara… that witch.Uncomfortable, I stood up abruptly, “I'll use the floor,” I announced, picking myself from the bed.Bruno dragged me back, and I landed on his bare chest, one hand firmly pulled me to himself and the other hand patted my hair to sleep.“I'm struggling to breathe in this position,” I became tongue-tied.He didn't let me go, instead, he pulled me even closer, “Why?” He muttered, “Because you like me so much and your heart is threatening to burst?”Mesmerised, I forc