CHARLES POV:
Fuck. What did I do. „Shit" I say as Carlos shows me the picture he took of Ami's wound. The wound I made.
„Carlos I swear that fucking receptionist put something in my drink, I would have never done something like that to her. You know that" I beg Carlos to believe me.
„I know Charles, but you still did it." He says quietly. „Shit! I need her! I love her so much how could I think she had an affair. How could I be so stupid . Why did I take that drink? And why did I do this to her? I repeated her trauma. She will hate me. She hates me. I need to clear this up." I say completely out of mind. I love Amélie so much but I hurt her so badly. I did the thing she was traumatized of. I hurt her the way her father hurt her years ago. I gave her a big wound.
„I need to talk to her, now" I insist and walk to my door but Carlos takes my hand and snaps me back. „Charles, she can't talk to you. She is in shock, She is scared. I am sorry Charles, but she is scared of you."
I can't believe my ears. The girl I would protect with my life is scared of me. I can't handle this. But after what I had done it's obvious that sh can't just forgive me.
How will she ever forgive me if I can't even forgive myself?
I need to prove her that I am sorry for what I've done. That I would have never done it. That I just did it because of the fucking frugs in my drink.
I need to prove her that I love her.
I remember the day I asked her to be my girlfriend. We were laying on the beach and cuddling and kissing and I swore her if we ever felt out of love I would show her eight signs that I still loved her.
Eight specials that only we would really understand. Eight actions just for her. Eight. Eight is Ami's favorite number. Eight is the number of infinity. We are infinity. Eight plus eight is sixteen. I am sixteen. We were made to be, for infinity.
AUTHORS NOTE:
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