His Lavender Love

el

me, ma

y skin became painful to bear, and the weight on my chest held down my ability to breathe. My mind was nothing bu

ell

med, two hands gr

promised terrors unprecedented. My ears blared with

k but all it took was 4 words for

ell

for support. When unconsciousness lent a hand forwa

hts was the best choi

*

days and if possible, try to divert

a good few checkups. Mama sat by my side, her hand constant

ked Jose to escort her out. His eyes found mine and with a strained breath, he took a seat where the doct

e. Everythi

o himself or me

the secur

red away, not used to the old woman looking so angry. Nana could get frigh

a who kissed my forehead, holding me cl

lot of bouquets almost every day. N

him, ma. He w

at my innocent assistant. I didn't need to look at

not fucki

rre

t was an unspoken rule to abide by a respectful lang

ll that

stop cursing, I'll ki

is teeth but

ing at his smitten state. No matter how powerful he was t

to gush ove

s of the parcel a

racing out of the room. Sighing, I snuggled in mama's hol

eep

lit

be blamed for my drowsiness. I felt a rough yet gentle

We'll be here w

pered; p

e a few minutes was enough to lull me into a deep sleep and what made it sweet was the warming p

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ring shortly after Ardo

't mind the noise, the cheers, and the proud smiles

er which numerous many followed. At first, I disregarded it, thi

k lovely

d read and

new what wo

ays been irrevocably in love with flowers of all types. I remember spending an entire summer va

ed by something nauseous, and the beauty in them was masked with feelings so

ook precautions, somet

a neck-deep level. For a week it was silent until it appeared again in the f

break down crying with all that wei

second after that, not l

n in the parking lot

licious eyes were visible. To this day, I recall the fear that statured my feet to the ground, not

oubt that he was smiling under the mask, and imagi

oundings but left me terror-stricken in my s

oned all that was real and all tha

factual and fictiti

he days of t

he Farrington house, keeping me locked away like Rapunzel

't enough to uproot all that I've built. I was scared- who w

nd shadows in hopes

vanished into thin air. After bestowing me with eight months

ppear five

h security profil

e done nothing in the past two days apart from lazing aro

ts, simply disregarded my grumbles, and focused on s

ry security company in the country

from the couch, I had just taken a step when dad had the

bra

umerous bookshelves aligned together and neatly

d's obsession and m

hings got rough, and I knew not how to de

oom. The room was originally supposed to be a guest room but everyone

tinuous manner opposite to the door. I had covered the glass walls

extravagan

ved it t

and quickly roasted mixed nuts for myself, knowing well t

nd me. Placing the tray of snacks on the table, I switched on the AC at not to

everything nowad

to read something light and surreally cliche, not even

he shelf. Confused, I pulled it out only to feel the pathetic ache in my heart. It was

es. The crispness was still there, it looked brand new if not observed keenly. Going through the

the tassel, I tightened my grip on the book upon feeling the faintest blaze

aware of the small smile that

s this

cl

uh

time, your characters and I shall share yo

my eyes wiped all and any traces of acceptance. Gritting my teeth, I shut th

known to the gentleness that burned into ashes in my

e power t

belonged to a time

ices, faded walls, and

icu

are rid

rting from the rom-com section, I p

oom. The temperature around had dropped considerably and with that, I opened the first p

eeling the heavy weight on my eyes and the need to tuck myself into bed. The imaginations flowi

thin blanket over myself, lay down on the bed, a

o me when I felt a gentle touch on my head followed by a sweet kiss on my forehead. I knew all t