"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚,"
Rosamarie Petrova was never meant to be ordinary. Years after a great betrayal that changed her life, she awakened...
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Family. Your family is supposed to protect you from the dangers of the outside world. They are your arbitrary. When you are with them, you can rest assured that no harm will come your way.
But as they all say, it often happens that the same family that's supposed to protect you ends up hurting you. And when that happens, it hurts a thousand times more than it ever could by a stranger.
My family was always flawed, but even then, it was my family. My arbitrary. Since we were little, Katerina and I fought a lot. But at the end of the day, even with four years of age gap between us, we understood each other perfectly. The day she got banished from Bulgaria, I cried and cried, begged my family to let her stay. They didn't listen then, but maybe, if they had, we would have been a family. I would have been with my family, safe inside my arbitrary, with my sister by my side. But now, I was supposed to live with the monster who looked like my sister.
It was already late in the morning. I sat up on the bed with my face buried in my hands. Last night, Damon had forcefully taken me away from Katerina. I had been immobilized completely in front of her. He assured me that I should talk to her the next morning, but I didn't want to talk to her or see her or even speak her name.
"Are you going to get out of that bed or should I carry you out myself?" Damon's voice startled me, interrupting me from my thoughts. I looked up to see him leaning against the door, with his infamous smirk on.
"I don't want to come down," I replied and leaned my head against the headboard. Within half a second, he sped over to me and sat across me on the bed. Before he could say something, I stopped him, "Damon please, I don't want to see her face." I pleaded.
He moved forward and took my hand in his, comforting me, "I know it's hard to be in the same room as the person who hurt you. And I know you're hurting inside. But you would have to move on someday. So, it's up to you. Do you want to stay here, in this room, and think about what you could have had or how it could have been? Or Do you want to face your fears and cherish what you have now? It's all up to you." He said while looking into my eyes. He gave me a small smile and walked out of the room.
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