𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄

Chapter 14

NARCISSA BLACK

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Lying in bed with Nova's legs intwined with mine and our flesh pressed together, was an ultimate feeling.

I watched her sleeping form, she looked peaceful something I haven't seen for the past month.

I smiled slightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. This girl was something else, but something amazing. She was beautiful, exquisite, witty and hilarious, she was everything someone would ever ask for in a woman.

Frowning, I drew my eyebrows close together. She deserved someone who would treat her like a queen, someone who isn't broken and torn by their past.

I chewed on my bottom lip, trying to secure any tears that threatened to fall. I don't deserve this girls love nor forgiveness.

I'm not someone who is all good, I have an evil and hateful past and it had inflicted on her. She went through so much that someone her age should never had witnessed. I was the cause of it, the people I associated myself with caused riots and deaths in her life and I can't help but take the blame. Because if I don't who would?

I was a deatheaters wife, I have a natural cold and hateful personality with stereotypical traits. I'm a Black we are spiteful and stuck up with our own dysfunctional beliefs, Pureblood supremacist and Voldemort's followers. Even though I do not have those views anymore, I can't help but feel consumed by it all and it's exhausting to say the least.

Nova deserved someone who won't always be frightened of hurting her because they don't know how to control themselves half the time. Someone who isn't me. I'm not good for her, even though that shouldn't be my decision but it is the truth.

She deserved someone her age, someone who isn't haunted by the ghosts of their past which come back and bites them every once an awhile, causing them to be distraught. Reminding them of their demons and the days where the world was toxic and deadly.

But it won't stop me from wanting her. Although, it made me frustrated that I've let myself feel this way about the girl only one month of being in her presence on a daily basis. But... I found myself drawn to her, like a tug in my heart that screamed to follow the path I desired. With her. To love her.

Love.

That's something I've never believed in, something that deemed so pathetic in my eyes. Maybe because I was forced into marriage when I was only seventeen. My whole life and career opportunities were gone in an instant when I became face to face with him, our parents watching as we made our vows. I never wanted to marry Lucius, he was always a stuck up prat in Hogwarts. Always flinging his arm around my shoulder and bragging to his friends about how we were made for each other.

All he cared about was an heir and after I gave him that the man left me for dirt, being the abusive fool he was.

It made me emotionally and physically sick.

So love to me seemed insanely infuriating, I never once let my heart beat for someone other than Draco and my sisters.

But then Nova came and showed me the light in others, she's different in a truly amazing way. Nevertheless, I can't love her just yet.

Because I need to prove to myself I'm worthy of loving her.

I wiped my eyes, no other tears fell as I felt mentally drained from the whiplash of thoughts. I looked back at the girl before me.