The MANSION {Madre's Mansion}

Always Love You;...

"But he asked me to give you this. "The doctor adds holding out a folded paper to me.

I collect the paper with tears in my eyes and he gives me a comforting smile before walking away.

I stare at my wristwatch and it reads 11:00 am.
I missed him. My last chance of seeing him and I missed it.

My phone containing all his details totally crashed and not backed up! Why Sonia, why?

He... Desmond is gone. Gone to his home town and I'm here in Ontario Canada Left with only hopes to see him again someday!.

I open the paper and it reads;

*Hey, sorry about my wobbly writing. It's been a while I held a pen.

If you're reading this, then I'm on my way to the airport and you're definitely shedding those precious tears of yours.

I wish I could say this to you in person but time as usual played a fast one. Sonia, do you remember the first day we met?

I do. The brave brown-eyed beauty bold enough to dare a witch on the first encounter.

Honestly, I think it was love at first sight.

Deborah, thanks a lot. For saving me. The mansion had slowly begun to make a beast out of me but somehow, you reached for the human in me and you didn't just find him, you reformed him.

You turned me into something I'm proud of and it's hard to say goodbye. But we've got no choice.

It's a small world Sonia, and I don't just hope but pray to once again meet you and even make you mine.

Cause from the depths of my heart, depths so deep I never knew existed, I love you.

I love you so much the idea of living without you is something I'm still unable to digest. However, I guess there are just some sacrifices one has to make for family.

My mom has suffered enough, hence she has to be put first by me.

Never forget Deborah, you are a perfect work of art. Done on the purest canvas, with the finest brushes, exquisite color choices, and by the master himself.

Desmond Mark Daniel loves you. Till the end of time cause there are billions in the world but not a single one like you.

You'd always remain my little Miss Classy.

With love, Desmond*

I hold my tears as I don't want people around me to think I'm having a physical breakdown. Although right now I'm having a severe emotional meltdown.

I run out of the hospital and my driver spots me. I check the whole park but can't find Desmond. I'm sure he's learned never to leave me alone as he follows me with the car while I run towards the park.

I spot an isolated part of the park and sit on a bench there. I knew Desmond was leaving but was never ready to face it.

I mean, how could you grow to love someone so much with every fiber of your being only to then lose him to another cruel game life has to play.

I had one last chance to stay wrapped in his arms. One last chance to enjoy his company and I lost it thanks to Harry!

I spot a lake and recall the first time Desmond took me to the lake back at the mansion.

******* Flash Back *******

"W.. W.. What are you doing!? " I ask with alarmed and wide eyes.

"Don't flatter yourself. I'm going for a swim," he replies finally pulling off his shirt. ~my! His upper body is heaven-designed!.
I watch him pull off his trouser and he is left in his boxers.

I try my best to look away but I can't. He steps a few feet back and makes a mini-run towards the lake. I watch him up in the air and into the water. Creating a huge splash.

He starts laughing.
"Wow... This water is magical. It gets a lot off your mind. " he says swimming about. I smile as I stand to my feet dusting off the water he poured on me with his splash.

"Come on. Get in," he says.

"Me? " I question.

"No. I'm talking to the tree behind you! " he replies sarcastically and I draw my lips together in anger.

"Okay sorry. Of course you. " he apologizes.

"I... I don't how to swim. " I confess.

"Really!? " he questions.

"Yeah. Mock me." I reply looking away as I expect him to begin laughing and taunting me.

"I won't. I'd... I'd just teach you then. " he replies causing me to face him.

"I'm serious," he assures.

"N... No way." I reply in fear.

"Wh... What if I drown or.. or... Or... " I begin to stutter in fear.

"You won't drown Deborah. Just get in and I'd teach you. Besides, you should see this and a golden opportunity. I mean you get to bathe in clean water finally. " he says and the last part catches my interest.

I turn my back to him and pull off my shirt. I'm wearing a singlet and a bra underneath so no biggie. But I don't take off my shorts.

"Come on," he says to me swimming closer to the shore holding out his hand to me.

I gulp as I begin to walk towards the lake. I reach one foot into the water in an attempt to take his hand and I jump back when I feel how cold the water is and Desmond starts laughing.

"What!? The water's too cold." I complain.

"No, it isn't. You're just one big chicken." He taunts.

"How dare you!? " I ask in boiling annoyance.

"O, how dare me call the girl who's chickening out of swimming, a chicken? " he replies and anger begins to boil in me.

"I'm no chicken the water's just too cold! " I reply

"No it's not! " he replies scooping water with his hands and splashing it at me. I keep screaming running about as the cold water keeps beating on my skin.

"Stop! " I warn when I'm almost
totally drenched with cold water but he doesn't listen. He rather keeps splashing. When I've had enough, I decide to splash at him too. I run to the edge of the lake and bend over to scoop some water.

I scream when I slip but land in his arms. He raises his brows.

"Guess who's getting wet?" He questions as he begins to swim further away from the shore. My butt is already in the freezing water.

"Please don't. " I beg as I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Too late," he replies with a wink and he lets go of me causing me to land in the chilling water with a huge splash.

********* End Of Flash Back ********

I take a deep breath to calm myself but it's of no use as I scream at the top of my lungs.

Love left me. What's the point of loving if it's only to get hurt in the end? Still, no matter what, I'd never regret loving Desmond as times with him remains some of the best times I've ever had.

Times in which I realized that love is a treasure trove with enough passion to push out depression and pain.

A colorful blend and blast that creates an unbelievable, mystical, and magical feel of peace and bliss.

A mixture that repaints and redefines life and beauty. A feeling that sometimes still makes one weep like I am now but also makes one laugh to his/her heart's content.

Desmond forever would remain the words and melody to the rhythm my heart has been playing since birth.
The vision to my sight, meaning to my words, and faith when fate chooses to fail me.