𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐒 || 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 [𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐕𝐄𝐑.]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

“Just go if you have to,” said Rêverie, opening her eyes.

She watched Kieran in the doorway of her room with his head down, obviously feeling guilty.

“Just go. Iffin will be here soon anyway. Go and look after my brother until he recovers,” she added, seeing that he still had his doubts.

She moved closer until they were face to face and looked at him seriously. Dark brown against storm blue.

“Go, I can take care of myself.”

“But…”

“I'll be fine, I won't do anything foolish,” she promised. “Do what you have to do and come back.”

Kieran stroked Rêverie's cheek gently, as if it might break at any moment. The corners of her eyes were still red, and her cheeks still showed the path of the tears that had fallen from her eyes.

Her hair was messy too, but she still insisted on managing it alone. She wanted to handle it alone when she hated being alone.

“I'll be back soon,” he promised softly, kissing Rêverie's forehead. “Give me a week at most.”

She wouldn't take no for an answer, she never would.

Rêverie would never lose in an argument.

“Just don't die,” Rêverie begged, leaning against him, “Don't leave me, you too....”

“Never. It's an always and forever, remember?”

“Always and forever,” she nodded without breaking the hug.

She wanted to stay like this for a few more minutes.

✯✯✵✯✯

Carlisle sighed —for perhaps the thousandth time this week— he hadn't seen a single hair of Cosette's head, it was as if she had vanished in the air. And he didn't quite know what to do either: one part was telling him to follow Magnus' advice, but the other was whispering loudly to ignore it and try to win over his mate.

“Dr. Cullen! Good morning.”

He thought he could sort it out if he saw her again, but that didn't happen and —in part— his concern for her increased. He wondered how she was, if she had recovered.

“Dr. Cullen?”

He hoped so. He knew it didn't matter who she really was, or that her actions so far had been false. She was his mate, but if what Magnus said was true...

“Dr. Cullen! Are you alright? I have been calling him for a while now.”

“Eh? Oh, yeah, uh…”

Carlisle looked confused for a few moments before remembering that he had taken his car keys and headed off to work.

“I guess I didn't sleep well,” he excused himself with a gentle smile. “Do you need me for something?”