Wishing I Could Save Myself from a Life I Despise: My Shadowed Life Series

Chapter 25: Secrets of the Past

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Recap chap 24:

I had to give him ample opportunity to explain himself and I had a very dark secret to confess. We needed to come together emotionally, in heart and soul, before we could come together in bodily form. I wasn’t going to let him rebuke me, because if there was anything I wanted and needed in this life, it was Maxim Wells.

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Chapter 25: Secrets of the Past

“Max, can we to talk about a few things?” I asked and heard him sigh from beside me, his head rested atop mine gently, creating a mind strengthening connection.

“What is it that you want to discuss Trinity?” He questioned, oblivious to the fact that his questioning answers annoyed me greatly. Aggravated, I replied abruptly.

“Stop answering my questions with questions!” I demanded and pulled away from him but thought better of it once the pain and depression of the distance between us hit me fiercely. I settled back into his strong embrace which calmed the agony that flowed in the space our bodies had created between us. The physical pain was hardest to overcome, but the mental torture was almost as bad.

“Sorry cheri, I’m just a bit nervous.”  Max responded casually, his faint accent leaking into his tone, hiding the fact that his anxiety had gotten the better of him. I could feel his apprehension, like it was my own. This unity spell was turning out to be more than he bargained for, I gathered.

“I’m a little pissed actually. You lied to me and kept some very important bits of information from me.” I explained, the truth spilling from my mouth in droves. I couldn’t hold it back. It was the spell that forced the words from my mouth.

“Like what?” He inquired, genuinely interested in why I was so upset. How did he not understand what I was referring to? He was the one who had all of the answers, not me.

“Like the steps of the bond, like the spell, like my magical heritage and the fact that Gabe was my mother’s bonded one. These tidbits didn’t seem important to you Max?” I questioned forcefully, aggravation heavy in my tone. I took my annoyance and anger over the situation out on him in the form of aggression. I didn’t want to be angry with him, but I thought it best to be honest and let it out before we took the last step.

“I’m sorry cheri. I didn’t want to overwhelm you. I didn’t want you to freak out about this. I was giving you time to let things absorb. Obviously my effort was wasted.” He responded grimly, taking the full blame for the situation. The ‘situation’ as I called it, was my complete state of bewilderment and paranoia, along with the reality of the progression of the entwinement.

I heard what he had said to Gabe, although he hadn’t realized it. I knew that it wasn’t his fault and that his love for me overtook his efforts to hold back and wait for a time when I was better prepared. I wasn’t angry that we had swiftly approached the last step, I was hurt and betrayed that he knew about my mother and said nothing.

“You didn’t tell me about my mother!” I scolded him with hurt brimming in my tone of voice.

This was the exact reason I was so upset. I never understood why she stayed with Carl and I will never comprehend why she did nothing to stop his abuse, when she was perfectly capable. I loved my mother, but I was unsure if I could forgive her for letting him harm us, and letting him taker her life, leaving Tristan and I alone and defenseless. If she had only been strong enough or less stubborn and accepted the bond, then perhaps I wouldn’t have succumbed to so many years of pain.