Zaria 🌹
*3 months later*
I am going nuts. If Thora was a real person standing in front of me, I would have kicked her ass really bad. I keep hallucinating her in any reflections I see. Well, I should start using "I" or "myself" when speaking of Thora. It's just, I am not anything like that person. It's strange to refer to her as I.
Everyone around me remembers the past, and it makes me even more angry that I still don't remember anything. Why is that?
I fixed my turtle neck white knit top and split mini shorts as I walked towards the dining room for the dinner. The bodyguards are standing in their regular positions lined up against the walls, the maids prepared the table. I'm the first one to arrive at the dinner. I take my usual seat and start my dinner without waiting for the others.
The meal is as delicious as ever. They make sure I enjoy it, that I enjoy everything that is given to me. It's all a lost cause.
"Already started?" His voice comes from my behind, his eyes burn at my back.
I didn't react, not even flinched. I kept eating my meal with a trained stern and cold look on my face.
Lucien sat on the head chair beside me wearing a grey t-shirt. I didn't turn my eyes at him. I hardly do. Not because he scares me but because I am scared of what I will do to him out of wrath.
"How was your day?" He asked, knowing well that I will not answer him back.
How will my day be? I have given every luxury they have to offer. I am allowed to wander everywhere I want-within the island boundaries, do anything in the house like cooking, playing, visiting the shores. I am allowed to ask for anything and that will be given to me immediately but the only thing they don't give me is my husband. I have the TV access but all the news channels are cut off. I don't have any access to the internet or the outside world.
I don't even have a personal room. Lucien sleeps beside me every night. In the same room that I woke up the first day.
I do hate him but I'm somewhat grateful for the fact that he hadn't touched me sexually nor did he cross any lines with me. We share the same bed but we don't touch each other. In return for living in peace with him in the bedroom, he allowed me to keep my wedding ring on my finger.
He is trying his best to win me over. But I am not his to win over. I never was and never will be.
At the back side of the house in the forest area live many tribes, I am allowed to engage with them as well but I can't ask for their help because they have cut their connection to the new modern world already. I don't know how Lucien convinced them to build this place over ? And plus, the bodyguards are always watching over me. They are too smart to trick.
This island used to be a massive Kingland as they called it "Kallistar" but half of the land is under water now, that's what Lucien said.
"How long?" I finally ask, stabbing the fork into the meat. This is the only thing I ask him. Nothing more and nothing less.
"Stop demanding the things you can't have, sweetheart. It's you and I for forever now, accept the truth." Surprisingly, he answered my question instead brushing it away like he always does.
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