The Way Through The Shadows

Chapter 40

Aria Galanis

I wake up on something that doesn't really feel like a mattress. With my eyes still closed, I start feeling where I'm on, and I instantly recognize that six-pack. And that chest. I lay a kiss on his right pectoral and he tightens his hold around my waist.

I remember last night, crying on the floor trying not to wake him up, but I failed. But I really thank him for not judging and only trying to help. I really meant what I said last night; how thankful I am for him, and his presence in my life. He is the light in my dark room. With my traumatic past, he still chose to love me.

He lets out a deep groan and puts his face farther in my neck. He kisses it, knowing that makes me weak on my knees. He suddenly flips us around and I'm the one laying on my back. I look up to see those beautiful grey eyes studying my face. I brush his hair out of his forehead.

"Can I make braids on your hair? Please." I plead him. He had the sides shorter and the top of his hair is getting longer and I love it.

"Ok." He rolls his eyes. He stands up and goes to the bathroom to take the things I need. I scoot myself to the edge of the bed and while I wait, so I put on my knee brace. He comes back with a brush and comb, for making the lines and two hair ties.

He sits between my legs. I untangle his brown hair little by little, not wanting to hurt him. When I'm done, I take the comb and separate his hair into two sections, I tie one up and the other one I brush it, once again. I start braiding that side and when I'm finished that side I do the same with the other. When I'm done with it, I realized how long his hair has gotten, and the longer it gets, the curlier the ends get. I love it.

He stands up for me to see it and I'm left speechless. How come someone looks so good with everything? My mouth is left agaped. I stand up on the bed, so I'm taller than him, he gets closer and put his hands on my hips. I cup his face, admiring it.

"Goddamn, you are so handsome and pretty. How can you look good with everything, you little shit?" I narrow my eyes.

He chuckles,"It's just in your eyes." He nods.

"Shut up, no it's not." I scoff.

"Whatever you say, darling." He kisses my lips and puts me down on the floor. We shower and get changed and I almost go to the other room as an instinct. He had to pull me back to the room and remind me. It's going to be weird to have my clothes always in the same room I sleep. He grabs my hand and intertwines them and goes down stairs.

When we get there, I see all of them, but the one who catches my eye is Andreas . He is looking at me with a sorry look. I give him a we will talk later and advert my eyes from him. We prepare our breakfast and sit with them, but now, Alessandro and I are next to each other, which I'm regretting when I see his fork trying to steal food from my plate.

I grab his wrist and narrow my eyes at him. He smirks and leans down to his fork and eats it. I scoff and look back to my plate, securing it with my arms. I feel his arm around my waist and then, he kisses my cheek and smirks on it. "I love you." He whispers with a husky voice.

"I'm divorcing you." I turn to look him in the eyes.

"We aren't even married."

"Goddammit. Well, I'm breaking up with you." I slam my hand on the table getting everyone's attention, but most of the people continue with their conversation.

"No you are not." He keeps eating his food.

"Who do you think you are to steal my food?" I narrow my eyes playfully.

"Someone you love."

"Goddamit, you are so fucking right." I groan, then stuffing my face back in the food.