235 ANNE STORY (3)
Anne had known this manor like the back of her hand, since Chaos brought her to this place fifteen years ago, when she was nothing but a dirty child, who was beaten to death over sothing worthless.
But now, she was a young, successful woman, with a bright future and soone who could do whatever she wanted.
Building a fantastic career, having a lot of friends or a family of her own if she wanted.
However, sothing would always bring her back to this place, to this sa man. She couldn’t bring herself to get away from this place, from him...
No matter where she was, no matter who she was with, she felt restless and there would always be this void in her heart. Sothing that made her feel like she did not belong anywhere, but here, with the only family that she knew...
It was this very feeling that had driven her back ho from miles away after almost two years.
“You are back,” Chaos said. He didn’t even lift his eyes from the book that he had been perusing for hours in this library. He knew it was her and the fact that they didn’t see each other for two years didn’t make him more excited or less cold. He was the sa. The sa man like when Anne t him for the first ti.
“I am ho,” Anne said. The word hit her hard, making her realize the weight of it and how much she missed this place, this library, where she would always find him, perusing so book near the furnace. “I am ho,” she whispered to herself.
Her heart knew where it belonged. She was just in denial when she walked out of this place and thought she would find a life out there.
.....
But, she knew deep down where her heart belonged.
Anne walked across the room and approached Chaos. She stood in front of this man, staring at him. Nothing had changed about him. He didn’t even age, even after fifteen years, ti didn’t touch him at all.
His long, black hair and those beautiful dark eyes, always showed the sa coldness and aloofness to the world.
“Welco ho,” Chaos finally said, as he put down the book and watched Anne, who said nothing to him. It was silent and he was used to it.
However, Anne wasn’t. She didn’t want this silence, she wanted to know, she wanted the answer that she already knew.
She was stupid to chase after sothing like this. She was a fool for wanting sothing that she knew she wouldn’t get.
“I love you, Chaos,” Anne whispered. “I love you, Chaos.” This ti her voice was slightly louder.
She had wanted to tell him this, yet too afraid to lay her heart open, but it was too hard, it almost felt like she was being suffocated by her own feelings.
Her love was unrequited, but she was too stubborn to not tell him how she felt.
Tears stread down from the corners of her eyes when she watched how her heartfelt confession didn’t have any affect on him. He didn’t flinch, he didn’t even furrow his brows or even say sothing as an answer to that, anything...
Anne bit her lips. She knew it would be the answer for her, but still... she wanted more... how could she tell him? How could she make him understand?
Maybe by being around him for a couple more years would make him understand her feelings? Two years, five years, ten years?
How long would it require for him to understand? Because she was ready to give her life up for him to understand that...
She knew what she wanted. Two years was what it took for her to co to this conclusion.
However, she didn’t even get any reaction from him, not even a word.
Therefore, in her desperation, when she felt her heart almost caving in, she stilled her heart before it broke even further, as she closed the distance between them.
Anne cupped her palms around Chaos’ face and she got the slightest attention that she wanted when she leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
It was not a fierce kiss, the kiss was innocent, as she cried over it.
It lasted only a few seconds and Anne ended up hugging him instead, crying on his chest, while Chaos put his left arm on her back, while she cried her heart out.
How do you get over soone, who is never yours to begin with?
Who do you bla when you are the one who has broken your own heart?
But, the answer that ca and rang in her ears was; I will wait a lifeti to be with you...
Anne waited and that was all she did for the rest of her life. She waited for him. Even when the weather changed and she aged, she waited for him.
This was not the life that she wanted. She could live a better life, but wasn’t life a choice? And she chose to walk down this path.
Therefore, when she breathed her last and she didn’t get what she wanted, she shouldn’t have any regrets, right?
People could do anything when they set their mind on sothing. Love is no different.
She was so fragile, with her black hair turned white and her young self aged, as it had been years since her confession and now, Chaos was holding her again.
The sa face, the sa dark blue eyes, the sa life and death situation, but now, Chaos wouldn’t get her back, he wouldn’t take her anywhere, because she was already ho.
“Even after all this ti, I can’t regret loving you... and maybe it is a good thing not knowing you anymore,” Anne breathed her last, while staring at Chaos, who cradled her in his arms. She wanted to engrave this mory.
Her eyes fluttered closed for the last ti, as life drew out of her soul.
It was so wrong, but she loved him...
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