Eunoia

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Days later

Today Ophelia decided to straighten out her curls for moving day. She was surprised to hear about moving in with him, considering she thought it wouldn't be till after the wedding that they moved in together and found a place of their own.

Although Dante does have a place of his own.

She wasn't as sad as she thought she would be, although she would miss her family, Kate and Mrs. Antonio. She would miss helping Kate cook and her gelling all her secret recipes.

She would miss helping Mrs. Antonio with her garden. She would miss her own garden.

She'd miss her family and the time she'd spend with them, even if the house was usually tense.

She hummed as she continued to straighten her hair, excitement filling her at the sight of how long her hair truly was. It reached down past her chest. So far she had been working at her numerous curls for over an hour now, and she was finally on her last layer.

Kate and a few other maids had been helping pack everything up in the meantime.

"Dear, he's here," Kate said, coming into the bathroom to help straighten the remainder of her hair to hurry her up. When done, Ophelia thanked her and rushed to her head where Zelda sat, watching all the movement around the room.

"C'mon baby," she picked up her cat, hearing the meow that followed and putting her in her carrier.

She dusted her dress off of any fur, finding her socks and shoes and quickly putting them on. She didn't wish to keep him waiting too long.

Kate helped her carry the rest of her luggage down while Ophelia rolled a suitcase in one hand and held Zelda in the other.

Dante was chatting with her father when they came down the stairs, but the two separate when hearing her come down.

A blush kissed her cheeks at the sight of the built man in a button up and dress pants. He looked like he had just gotten off work. His hair was ran through, looking as if it had been made previously but he ran his hands through it to mess it up slightly. But it was more of a hot mess.

She smiled at the man and watched his lip perk up slightly which got her all excited inside.

"Goodbye mama, goodbye papa," she hugged both her parents and kissed their cheeks.

"Goodbye, Ophelia. Be good for him," her father commanded with his arms crossed.

She nodded, and skipped over to Dante who had taken her luggage from Kate.

Kate stood behind Dante, and she couldn't help but wrap her arms around the older woman tightly, even tearing up some.

"I'll miss you, Mrs. Kate," the old woman chuckled and patted her back.

"You'll come visit, dear, don't you worry. Did you tell Mrs. Antonio bye?"

She nodded, "last night. I helped her finish up her garden so she wouldn't have to worry about it," Ophelia smiled at the thought.

"I'll miss you, my dear," Kate caressed the strands of straight, brown hair and tucked a few behind her ear.

"We must be going," Dante spoke in a soft, honeyed tone, pressing against the small of her back.

She bid her goodbyes once more, and followed Dante out to a black car where a man awaited them.

He opened the door for Ophelia while Dante put the rest of the stuff in the moving truck.

She looked back at her home one last time, then stepped into the car with her cat carrier on her lap.

Dante joined her beside her, looking towards the beast in the cage and scowling at it before taking his seat.

Ophelia gave him a weird look but shook it off, smiling brightly at him as he got himself settled in.

"Buckle," he said, but then reached over her and buckled her for her.

She felt him caress her waist while doing so and couldn't help but spark up a blush. It was like anytime he touched her, an eruption of butterflies exploded in her stomach.

Just like when he…

She blushed furiously at the thought of the other night. A memory that would never leave her mind.

She peered up at him, seeing his stare already resting upon her which made her shiver.

He took her hand in his, turning his head out the window when doing so and missing her sweet smile at the touch.

She couldn't help but squeeze his hand  in return, looking out the window and watching as they passed her childhood home.

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His home was an hour and a half away.

By the time they had arrived, the sun danced atop the house, shining upon the mansion that was bigger than her own house which lived five people.

Dante opened the door up for her, helping her out and leading her into the house while the gate shut behind them.

"But the luggage," she protested.

"The servants will get it. Come," he directed, pushing on her back to nudge her forward.

The doors to the beautiful, white mansion opened.

She awed at the spacious inside, the white, black, and gold marble design following the floors and stairs. A carpet laid in the living room where the couch say and the coffee table.

Everything so far looked so luxurious.

So rich.

"Come," Dante pulled her hand up the stairs, and she took every step carefully as if the marble would break beneath her feet.

He led her to a master bedroom, ten times bigger than her old room. It was like a whole house in one room, with a big king sized bed with curtains drooping over, white curtains that curled in the wind from the open bay doors.

She set Zelda in her carrier down by the bed, running her hands over the curtains that rained down from the bed posts.

Dante watched with his hands in his pockets as she walked towards the opened glass doors. She carefully passed them, looking over the design in the glass before stepping outside and feeling the warm breeze pick up her hair and graze her skin.

She stepped onto the balcony, pressing her hands against the railing and looking over the view with a sudden gasp.

Dante smirked as she whipped around.

"The-The garden, I want to see the garden," she said excitedly, bouncing on her toes as she clapped her hands lightly.

He watched her excitement with a certain awe, seeing her excitement bubble within her at the view she had just witnessed.

He had moved rooms to face the garden two days after they had met. He had a few things added in as well, ones he knew she would love.

He held out his hand for her to take, leading her to the garden.