Their Verena

Chapter 8

I shifted in someone's lap and musky scent enveloped my senses. My eyes fluttered open and My mind slowly registered that I was in doctor Jarrel's lap with my hand being placed on top of doctor Azriel heart as he cupped it gently and caressing it softly. My ear on top of doctor Jarrel's heart, listening to his steady heart beat. I felt calm and at peace. No pain or ache in my body or anywhere. Just broken self confidence. I stirred and sighed. Two heads snapped towards me.

"How are you feeling beautiful?" doctor Jarrel frantically searched my eyes as he cupped my cheek.

"does anywhere hurt angel?" doctor Azriel asked me. Worry etched all over his face.

"I'm fine." I whispered softly in a barely audible voice. I played with my hands and stared at them.

"are you sure beautiful?" doctor Jarrel asked me as I felt doctor Azriel place his hand on my forehead. Checking my temperature. I nodded softly at them. Keeping my eyes glued to my hands as I traced my palm with my fingers.

I heard two sighs and they snuggled my neck from both sides. Inhaling deeply. I felt their bodies relax. Their muscles flexing and easing against me as they cocooned me in their warmth. They stayed like that for minutes until I whispered in a barely audible voice.

"why do you call me beautiful and angel? And other words. I'm nothing like that." I felt them froze and their bodies go rigid as I whispered brokenly. I took a sharp inhale. Tears pooling in my eyes. I blinked rapidly and took deep breaths. Refusing to let them escape my lids. "I'm fat and useless and ugly and a wh..." words got stuck in my throat. "And how am I anything to you? You two are together." My voice shook and my lips quivered. I wiggled in their arms trying to get up.

I felt them take quick deep inhales and their heads rose towards me. They stared at me calm and without any hint of rage or anger. I frowned as I gazed into their eyes. They were staring at me intently. I felt like they could see past the walls I had build around myself and reach right to my souls. Their gazes deep and warm as they showed me a their emotions and their feelings.

"How about we show you beautiful?" doctor Jarrel whispered so softly placing a kiss on my forehead. Doctor Azriel placed a kiss on my hand and placed it in my lap. He got up from the bed.

"come here angel." Doctor Azriel opened his arms. Doctor Jarrel raised me up slightly and I moved towards the open arms of Doctor Azriel.

He picked me up instantly and clutched me to his chest as he gazed down at me. He moved towards the large wall sized mirror and gently placed me on my feet. I felt two muscular bodies behind me.

"look up angel. Look into the mirror." Doctor Azriel whispered softly near my ear while doctor Jarrel watched us intently.

My head slowly raised and I hesitantly looked into the mirror and at myself. I was in yesterday's cloths. My wrists in bandages covering the scars of the rope bounds. My shoulder wound dressed. Doctor Azriel hand softly caressed my hair as he murmured in his deep husky voice near my ear.

"your hair are beautiful like the deep oaks woods. Your eyes are mesmerizing. Warm like sunlight, glazing like honey, Deeper than the oceans, kind and caring. Hypnotizing their viewer. A pathway to your beautiful, kind, loving, and deep soul. Your actions speak louder than your words, and catch the viewers eyes but only those who wants to see and those who doesn't see the beautiful you are just... let's just call them idiots. I don't want to curse in front of my queen. " He murmured in his deep voice and a giggle escaped my lips as my lips slightly rose. I listened to him attentively and carefully. I saw their eyes shine as my face brighten up with a soft smile. He lightly traced my features as he spoke.