Broken // Sebastian Sallow x FMC x Ominis Gaunt

My Heart Isn't My Own

Sebastian pov

I couldn't bear to look at their faces. Every time I glanced at them, all I could see was the image of them kissing again. It felt like a stab in the heart, a constant reminder of the distance that now stood between us. My emotions were in turmoil, torn between longing for what once was and the pain of what had become.

Days went by, and it felt like we were strangers, avoiding each other at all costs. Ominis' words kept replaying in my head—could it be true? Could Brianna actually be in love with me? I desperately wanted it to be true, but it was hard to ignore the sting of betrayal from Ominis.

Every day that I couldn't look into her eyes felt like a missed opportunity, a torture I couldn't bear any longer. I missed those stolen glances, the way her gaze brought me comfort. I had to see her, to feel that connection again.

After dinner, I went on a mission to find Brianna. I knew she often left the Great Hall with Violet, and they liked hanging out in the Transfiguration Courtyard. That's where I spotted them, sitting by the fountain, chatting away.

She agreed to talk, and together we walked in silence towards the undercroft, with Brianna trailing behind me. As we stepped inside the half-destroyed undercroft, she couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise.

B: "Merlin, what happened here?"

S: "I did this the night you and Ominis..." I couldn't bring myself to finish the sentence.

B: "Oh...I shouldn't have done that. I know it only made things complicated. I've made such a mess of things because of a moment of weakness."

There was a touch of remorse in her voice, and I could see the weight of her own self-blame.

S: "You did nothing wrong. I was foolish to let my jealousy get the best of me. I had no right getting mad at you for kissing someone else." I confessed, my words tinged with regret.

I kept my back turned, not quite ready to face her. "Ominis told me what happened that night," I said, glancing at her from over my shoulder. "I wasn't even paying attention to those girls, I was... only thinking of you."

Brianna's voice filled with surprise as she spoke, "You were?"

I took a deep breath before speaking, "Yes, every thought, every feeling, it was all about you."

Turning to face her I continued, "He also told me how he feels for you." Pausing for a moment, I gathered my courage before asking the question that lingered between us. "Are you in love with him?" I asked, feeling my chest tighten with anticipation.

Surprised by my question, Brianna hesitated, her gaze falling to her feet. "I... I don't know," she finally answered, her uncertainty palpable.

B: "I know I feel something for him, but it's not the same as I feel for you," she confessed, her gaze meeting mine.

I took a step closer to her, "And what is it that you feel for me?" I asked, my heart pounding inside my chest.

Her breath trembled as she spoke, her words carrying the weight of her emotions. "For you... it's something that completely takes over me. When I look at you, I feel as though my heart isn't my own anymore. It beats for you, and you alone. It's as if you could command it to stop at your will."

I closed the gap between us, reaching out and gently placing my hand over her chest, feeling the steady rhythm of her heart. "I would never," I whispered. Taking her hand, I guided it to rest upon my own chest. "My heart beats with yours."

She inhaled deeply, her voice barely audible, her eyes seeking mine. "Even after what I've done?"

I responded with honesty, my voice filled with sincerity. "I don't have all the answers, Bree. But what I do know is that I miss you. I miss us. And I want to try to make things right."