couldn’t help but run my fingers through the now black locks. How twisted was Christopher that he felt the need to dye my hair?
At first he had seemed to enjoy it, pinned over the horse there was no way for me to even attempt to stop him from dying it. But then something had changed. The frightened look had returned to his eyes.
When he reached out to me, his hand coming closer to my face, I couldn’t stop myself from cringing away from him. I didn’t want him to touch me, he was repulsive. But whatever he saw in that moment, whatever his twisted mind showed him was enough to send him running from the room.
I wrapped my arms around my knees, curling my body in on itself in an attempt to stay warm. The cell was freezing and most of my clothes were ripped. Running through the woods and being chased down by a psychopath wasn’t exactly conducive to keeping clothing intact.
I let my mind wander, my thoughts taking on a life of their own. I thought of Aidan. I wanted to be in his arms. If the power of thought alone was enough to wish me into his arms in that moment, then I’d have managed it.
Tears tracked down my cheeks. Would he ever be able to find me? Would I live long enough to see him again? Christopher wasn’t exactly the type who kept girls around for very long. There would come a time when he grew bored of torturing me and when he did then my time would be up.
Closing my eyes once more I remembered lying in bed with Aidan, the feel of his arms around my body, protecting me. I had so many regrets, so many things I didn’t get to tell him. So many answers that I wish had been different.
“Bella, marry me?”
My body froze in shock, my heart skipping a beat as I tried to catch my breath. It wasn’t something I’d expected but it was exactly what I wanted. He was perfect for me, everything I wanted in this world. Everything good and happy about my life and I wanted him there always.
Most people would consider me stupid. They’d try to convince me I was rushing into it. But they hadn’t lived my life. They hadn’t seen and experienced some of the things I had. They hadn’t watched as their lives were almost ripped to shreds right in front of their eyes, while they were forced to watch on, helpless to stop it.
I swallowed hard. Aidan’s eyes were trained on mine. Watching my every movement, probably expecting me to say no.
“Yes…”
His eyes widened in surprise. “You mean it?”
“Yeah, but…”
He froze, his smile slipping a little. I pressed my fingers against his lips. “It’s not a bad thing. I’ve said yes… but not yet.”
Aidan watched me his look a little suspicious. “I don’t understand. Are you trying to say you might change your mind?”
I laughed and kissed him quickly. “No. But we need some time. We need to just be with each other. Enjoy each other. I’ve said yes and I mean it. I won’t change my mind. I’m just saying I don’t want to rush past what we have right now either? Does that make sense?”
Aidan nodded slowly, “I suppose. I wasn’t trying to rush you if that’s what you’re worried about?”
I shook my head. “No I’m not worried at all… I’m just saying that I want to experience a little bit of this happiness that we have right now, before we move onto another form of happiness…”
He smiled and ran his fingers across my stomach. “I can live with that.”
I shivered again and he wrapped his arms around me, pulling my body tight against his chest.
If I had my time back now I would have told him straight up, yes. No strings attached. I wouldn’t have bothered worrying about what others thought of me. Life was far too short for that, Christopher had shown me that. I had been a fool and now I was paying the price.
“Aidan, I’m sorry… I should have said yes.”
My words came out in a whisper. I wanted him to hear me, I wanted him, needed him to know how I felt about him. And now he never would. Maybe I was just feeling sorry
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