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#Chapter 18: Bloody Lips and Glowing Flowers
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The only explanation behind the glowing garden was him, but there was no explanation behind the witchcraft. I desperately looked to him for answers. When did he recognize me? How did he create the glow? His eyes looked farther away as he launched into his tale, his voice low and soft. “When I was young, I was lost in the forest and almost died because of a warrior’s betrayal,” he said, his hazel eyes darkening, “A beautiful healer found me. She healed my body and my mind and then gave me a crystal stone.” I started at that, opening my mouth. “Yes, the glow is from the crystal stone,” he confirmed, “I don’t know why she gave it to me at that time. But when she left, she told me that something useless might be something useful in the future.” He presented it to me right in his hands, and my eyes saturated with tears when I realized I recognized the stone. “She’s right, Cathy,” he whispered, and he kissed me again, our lips tasting like my
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Cathy The servant informed me my sister had arrived. I tore my attention away from the beautiful chrysanthemums growing in vibrant shades of peach, pink, and oranges. Against the staff’s will, I demanded no one hire a gardener or servant to tend to the garden; that would be my role. Servants watched me stain my luxurious skirts of spun gold and rose embroideries with soil and dirt. I refused to relinquish my days in the garden, even as the season cooled. I was careful to remain clean and sparkling today; I wanted to impress my sister to full extent. We had not seen each other in years, but we always had been close during childhood. She has not seen my face unscarred since forever. For that, I knew she would be impressed by that alone, and I wanted to really make her proud with the estate, and her new nephew. I had the servants dress him up like royalty, and he protested when his sleeves were too rigid to lift his bow in. Following the servant to the grand e
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Cathy How are you doing? I thought. Good. Tired, but good, the voice in my mind answered back through the tunnel. I snorted to myself. Tell me about it. Exhaustion was now a staple to my life, accompanying me everywhere. My only friend besides Theo. But I care more about how you are, the voice continued, sounding a bit concerned. You don’t really talk about yourself. Sighing, I looked at the ceiling, following the pattern of angels carved in the stone. There’s not much to talk about myself. The estate is well, the garden is fine. The only thing I have to talk about is Theo. Since it was Aldrich, he always had to analyze each one of my words. The garden is only ‘fine?’ That’s not how you usually describe it. I have not told him how I don’t like to be outside anymore. Or the mysterious figure in the trees I saw with Theo, or the eyes I felt on me, or the lack of sleep I was getting, or the heavy disapproval I was feeling from th
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Aldrich finally came home from battle. He looked gorgeous as ever, his long hair flowing in the autumn breeze, his eyes glowing. I missed those eyes so much—it felt like stepping into a familiar forest each time I lost myself in them. He looked like the princes in old fairytales and folklores returning from battle, and I realized we were living in one. I ran up to him in a field of flowers. The flowers danced and sang around us, cheering on our reunion. My dress was white like my wedding gown, except this time it was more of a silky slip dress. He ran to me, grinning that grin that looked like a schoolboy looking at the love of his life for the first time. My eyes teared with relief as soon as I was in his arms. His scent— the woody lavender–was one I had been desperately clinging to remember in his absence. I pressed my face against his chest, sniffling. “Don’t cry, my Cathy,” Aldrich murmured. He grabbed my chin and lifted it up so that our eyes met. I couldn’t help but smile at
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Aldrich I didn’t care that she took it back; it was too late, the words already uttered into our little universe. I smiled to myself in the darkness, my desk light the only thing illuminating the cabin. It was quite humorous, rejoicing about my wife admitting that she loves me. My only wish was that she let me respond. Agar’s words haunted me, constantly drifting in and out of the forefront of my mind. I ripped out a piece of paper from the pad on my desk and got to work. I had to let her know what I was feeling whether it came from my lips or my pen. Whether she would know soon, or years from now, she had to know in some form what I was feeling right now. I wrote through the night until the pen ran out. Then I pocketed it, making sure it was always by my side. My condition was dwindling, and the pain was gradually worsening from background pain to pain that crippled me some days. Of course, I could not present that to anyone, not even Agar. I
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