𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 (Ash Trilogy #3) ✔️

27

Two weeks had passed. Things with Snow felt so normal I had almost forgotten about the night in the forest, but the fact that she won't sleep next to me is a reminder every night. 

The stitches have almost completely healed. I'm able to cook now, do our laundry, and the ointment is no longer needed. But Snow has been staying in my dorm still since she says I'm 'still not fully healed.'

But today is the first day she has let me go somewhere alone. She was too afraid before. That she'd get a call from me on the ground of a gas station with my stitches torn open and blood pouring out of me. 

But like I said. They're almost completely healed now. 

I walked to the grocery store to pick up a few items, and now I'm on my way back. May is almost over. The temperature feels like it's rising with each passing day. My black hair gets blown by the wind and my pale skin soaks up the sun. 

"Bouquets here!" a woman's voice makes my steps slow to a stop. My head turns to the side and I see a flower shop. 

Without giving it a second thought, I enter. There are dozens of flowers to choose from, but I know which ones she likes. 

I pick up a bouquet of white tulips. 

After paying for them, I begin walking back to my dorm. 

There had been no follow-ups by the police. I wish I could say that put me at ease, but it didn't. The fact that they had still not made it public knowledge about their suspicions leaves me feeling uneasy. 

When I get back to my dorm, Snow jumps off of the couch, to her feet. 

"Why were you gone so long?" she enters the kitchen and asks in a panic. "I thought you might've died!"

In response to her words, I hold up the bouquet of flowers.

I've noticed the care that Snow feels for me. The worry she has that something will happen to me. Her heart has not closed to me after all. 

Her facial expression softens at the sight of the flowers. Slowly, she takes them from me. 

"Thank you, Luc," she says, and I'm about to smile. "But we aren't together, remember?"

The words hurt. They sting. But I don't let it show.

It would be stupid of me to get angry at her for not wanting to be with me after I lied to her about something. I'm at fault, I'm not denying that. But I still curse this world for making me live even a day without her being mine. I would poison the oceans and light the forests on fire if I knew she would never be mine. 

"I know," I nod and say softly, hoping the pain doesn't show in my voice. "They're just a thank you."

She smiles now. And the pain is worth it. 

"We're going to class tomorrow," she says sternly. "So we can't stay up watching movies all night again."

"Got it," I nod. 

The day quickly falls to night. My routine is the same. Cook us dinner, take a shower, and now I lay on the couch. Snow is laying in the bed, the room completely dark. The room is silent, and even though the sun had set long ago, I was already wishing it was back so I could see her.

Meeting her has made me hate nights. I used to love them, but now I hate them. Every single night I just wait for it to be day again so that I can see her face and hear her voice. 

"Luc?" Snow suddenly says and turns on the lamp on the nightstand. "One of my earrings just fell out, come help me find it."

She begins looking through the pillows before I can even get up. I push myself up and walk over to the bed she sits on. I look through the blanket and quickly find it.