Day 21
I can't believe it has really been twenty-one days. It feels like it has been a whole century since I've been here with Raphael. I know my daily logs are unnecessary at this point, as I no longer intend to use them against my dear love.
Yes, I love him. I love him with all my heart and I don’t think I could ever love someone like I love Raphael.
He grants me happiness daily, as you could see by reading my daily logs, and even though sometimes he becomes detached, withdrawn and he would randomly believe that I would up and leave him someday, I could never.
I knew it was the BPD doing its best to him, and I kept encouraging him to book a therapy session once a week, just so he could deal with it better.
But ah, our Raphael is so stubborn. He even refuses to take the damn pills, saying he 'is fine and doesn’t need to be on medication'. But I can't force him. I simply show him day by day that I would never leave him, and I'd be damned if I let any distance be put between us, for as long as we both shall live.
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Tami sighed in content as she recorded her twenty-first log since she arrived here at Raphael's mansion, and they became better by the day.
She didn’t change the name of her log book. It was still called 'Being Raphael's Captive', as she found a little humor behind it whenever she would open it to record a new one.
Tami could imagine herself reading her logs two years from now, probably when she’s away at medical school and missing Raphael dearly when he's away on a business trip. She still didn’t tell him about them, but she hoped that one day she would.
She saved the log and threw the laptop aside, as she quickly made her way to her closet to grab appropriate wear for the day they had planned.
Tami had finally loaded her closet with the clothes Raphael's assistant had bought and sent to the mansion, and she found everyday that she just had to meet this assistant one day as she believed they would get along quite well. They somehow had the same style.
She beamed brightly as she grabbed a small bikini and a matching overall, as Tami couldn’t contain the excitement in her veins for the day.
For the past five days, Raphael had been in the office, dealing with whatever needed to be dealt with. She didn’t imagine that taking over a firm could yield so many issues in the beginning, but she had missed him at home for the past week.
Whenever he got home, they would have dinner together, stay wrapped in each other's arms and fall asleep like that, and she realized that Raphael fell asleep quite earlier than she had liked every night.
But today, Tami would have him to herself all day, and she couldn’t wait.
Raphael reserved a day specially for her as he felt awful for all the time he had been spending away from her, when in truth, they were supposed to be spending every last second together in order to be sure that they were ready to take their relationship to the next level by the end of summer.
Tami already knew that she wanted to go to whatever 'next level' there could be, as she wanted no one but Raphael at her side.
There were days when she felt guilty and selfish for doing this while her family and friends were out there with mixed emotions, but with only a few weeks left before she returns home, she couldn’t help but stay wrapped in Raphael's arm every second she got.
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Raphael's Captive
RomanceOne mansion on the coast. One man. One woman. And something she thought could have never been. And it all started with what some might say was an ill-fated kidnapping. Every villain has a story; and his? Well, it captured her heart.