Soul Ties

Chapter 48 [ My One Regret. ]

Proverbs 10:12

Hatred stirs up strife, but love covers all offenses.

Ziana
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My hand grips onto romans as we walk down the streets, I can't help but notice how this is one of the first times we get to just be us in public. If only we could make this a routine.

No work, no bother of anyone stopping us or looking at us weirdly or even asking us questions.

Especially since there's barely anyone on the streets with how early it is. The sun still setting over the purple and ginger shaded sky.

No one but a few older people had made their ways past us, looking at us with admiration looking at us like we were a family. Because maybe we are.

"You have any regrets Miller, or are you just as perfect as you always try to seem?" I ask, my feet kicking on the leafy floor as we continue to walk the entrance of the city park.

"My perfection is what makes me, me." He teases as he moves his hand around my waist pulling me closer to his side. The smell of his strong cologne takes over my space, His possessiveness showing as he clings onto my side.

The park is the image of beauty, its been one of my favourite places to be in ever since i was a young Jit. I know the map of the place like the back of my hand.

"Is there any reason you're asking me?" He wonders, nudging me by my side with that warm smile on his lips meeting me when i look up at him.

"When i was younger... so much happened with my family, with my brother and my mother." i started up, as we continued to walk through the greenery.

"As if my trauma wasn't enough of a reason, our money problems took me out of high school in my last year. I never got to go to university either, i had it all robbed from me." I bite my bottom lip thinking about it. Roman holds me tighter to his side when i try to get loose,

"Tell me more, angel." He prompts rubbing my hip with his rough thumb in that way that sends shivers down my spine.

"Seeing Elijah and the rest of my friends walk up on that stage throwing their caps into their air while getting their awards. It did something to me, I don't want to call it jealousy but..."

"But you wanted to be with them. You wanted to graduate alongside them right?" He finishes my sentence for me, seeing the lump form in my throat.

The amount of things i missed out on when i was younger killed me, I couldn't stand how much i missed out on but whenever i talk to roman he understands me. He doesn't treat me like I'm being selfish for wanting what i never got... he gets me.

"Knowing that the most i could ever amount to was some pregnant waitress working at the feast grill was the worst thing that i ever had to accept."

"Except that's not the most you could ever amount to, you are far more worthy than you think Ziana. Look at all you've overcome in your youth? Look at how much effort and dedication you put into your paintings? You're so talented and it pains me that you can't see yourself how i see you." His two fingers lift my chin forcing my face to look up at his own,

His eyes have a certain glimmer to them under the growing sunlight. My lips pout forward begging for him to kiss them.

"One day... One day you will see just how precious you actually are ziana." He whispers, his nose brushing against mine making butterflies fly mercilessly around in my stomach.