Chapter 133
Chapter 133
RHEA
There’s a fear spread in town when we arrive there, back to the same manor I managed to flee from.
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I turn away from the window and look ahead. The man who has been driving us from cabin to here is one I haven’t seen before, which makes me question something.
I briefly glance at Aron for a moment, wondering if he did it.
“Did you kill him?” I ask, quietly.
He leans back against the seat and turns to face me. “No,” he answers, “Though I should have.”
I take a deep inhale and hold it for a second. It is not that I wanted to hear it, but it makes my mind a little lighter. He didn’t do what I feared, he didn’t punish Kovas for telling me what he had been hiding.
When we reached, he forced me inside the house. It wasn’t too long ago that I had seen it catch fire, at least part of it. Now, everything is back in order, it’s clean, and it looks the same as before. No trace of the fire remains.
Before I can go anywhere, he pulls me by my arm and twists me to him.
“Try not to run–again.” He states. “You know well I’ll always get to you.”
I pull my hand
away
from him.
“It won’t matter where I am. I will never belong here. Never.” I look away.
“You can keep lying to me, Rhea, but it’s going to take a while for me to convince you, isn’t it?” He says. “I don’t mind. We’ve got plenty of time, don’t you think?”
I frown and turn my gaze back at him, “Plenty of time?”
“Forever.” he replies, and my heart skips a beat.
Forever.
I swallow, and my mouth feels dry as I do so. He leans closer to me, so close that our bodies almost touch, and then his lips touch my cheek. I don’t dare move. My breath stutters as he lingers.
“I’ve missed you, Rhea.” He whispers. “More than you will know.”
I take a step back, away from him. He looks at me for a second before releasing me and letting me go. I don’t waste any time staying around him. The farther I am, the better I will feel. The better my mind and heart will be.
There’s nothing he can say or do that’s going to make me hate him any less for all the lies and the schemes he had done. Nothing at all.
When I reach up to my room and glance at it, I feel a part of me crushing again. All my memories here, they are tainted with the truth that has been hidden from me for years. Everything that I’ve felt, every moment of tenderness, of happiness, of desire, of love and care. Everything. All of them have been twisted and bent into something ugly.
And yet, it still holds some part of my soul, some part of me that was once happy here.
I walk in and close the door behind me. My heart beats rapidly as I stand there, and tears well up in my eyes, and I feel a loss that I’ve been avoiding.
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09:22 Tue, 22 Apr
Chapter 133
There’s no one to comfort me.
No one.
I’m alone. With a monster. With a man who’s capable of destroying lives and yet has kept me safe.
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There’s no assurance of what he wants or what he’ll do. No one can get into his mind. He’s unpredictable, and I can’t trust him. Not again.
He’s hurt me.
A deep ache fills my heart as the truth settles in my mind.
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I quickly wipe away my tears when a knock lands on my door. Turning around, the door opens and Marcella walks inside, looking exactly the same as I had seen her the last time.
She smiles at me and steps inside. There’s a moment of silence before she wraps her arms around me in a way that’s somewhat comforting.
“Thank God you’re alright.” She murmurs as she lets go
of me
and
steps back.
“I wouldn’t say alright,” I mutter. She looks at me with concern.
“I know, dear.” She gives me a small, understanding nod. “I know.”
I heave in a breath before wiping my face. “God, I should stop crying like this.”
A small laugh leaves my mouth after that. It’s bitter, a bit broken and I hate it.
“Why don’t you come down with me? I’ll get you something to eat. I’m sure you haven’t eaten.”
“I’m not really hungry-” I look at the room once more, feeling all of the emotions again. “I’m just going to lie down for a while.”
Marcella nods and looks around, “Of course, it has been a long day, hasn’t it?” She sighs. “Well, if you still need anything, don’t hesitate to tell me.”
“I will,” I nod. She smiles and leaves, giving me another moment to just look at the room and try to settle my heart.
But nothing helps. Not even a moment alone can help me to calm down.
I move toward the window and look outside. It’s almost afternoon, but it’s not as warm as it was in the South. The sky is gray and the sun is obstructed by thick, heavy clouds.
I release a breath before closing the curtains and sitting down on the bed. My fingers dig into the fabric of the bedcover. I look at the door to the bathroom, which is now closed. It wasn’t long ago that I tried to escape from here..
And I did.
Alive.
My back presses against the mattress as I fall against it. I look up at the ceiling. I don’t know when or how, but some point, I fall asleep just there.
It’s all dark at first, so dark that I cannot see a thing.
Then, it clears.
I can see the trees, the branches, and leaves swaying gently in the wind. It’s peaceful here, in this dream.
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The forest is deep, there’s a lake a few steps ahead, with clear her water and I’m alone. Thew’s no sound other than the birds and wind rustling the leaves. The sunlight filters through the copy and falls apos may face warning my skin.
I turn around and walk towards the lake. I reach it and crouch down, looking at the reflection to the war, warking my face distort and ripple with the movement of the water.
A figure stands behind me, which I don’t notice until they’re rude behind me, and I saw my bead around
The familiar face makes my heart skip
“Rhea, he whispers,
“Cade… his name comes out as a gasp.
I’m standing before him in an instant.
“You’re going to be fine. Just trust me and wait. I will be there? He states and his hand comes to the side of my face, kus thumb caresses my skin, and his eyes, they’re staring back into my eyes with such worth that I can almost forget where I
- am.
Suddenly, I wake up with a force that’s almost like being thrown back into my body. My heart beats hard as 1 rise up while my breaths come in short bursts. I look around the room that has darkened and the morning that has turned into night
And Aron, who’s standing right by the window, staring at me.
“What did you dream of?” he asks, arm across his chest, eyes filled with some kind of darkness.
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