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𝘃𝗶𝗶𝗶. 𝗠𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀
𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏."Cordelia?" A voice whispered. I murmured something in a drunkenly manner. I was so tired from everything that happened yesterday, that my body felt sunken into the mattress and that my eyes would never open again.
There was another shake on my shoulder, this time harder than the last. "Cordelia." I flickered my eyes open, looking up at the dark ceiling.
"Are you awake?" I looked towards the voice with blurry eyes as I was still trying to fully awaken. "Theodore?" I questioned in a murmur. "Yes, it's me. Are you ok?" He asked.
"Yes, why would I not be?" I slowly sat up in the bed, finally focusing my eyes on Theodore's bare chest. "You were crying in your sleep..." I touched my face and indeed, I had been crying. "Oh... I'm fine." I gave him a weak smile to assure him that nothing was wrong.
"Cordelia, you're sweating." He got out of the bed and soon came back with a dampened towel. He carefully wiped my forehead, cheeks, and collarbones to help cool me down.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked sweetly. "It's really nothing-" "Cordelia, I can't be fooled," he chuckled. "Maybe if you tell me what's bothering you, I can offer some assistance." I sighed, "You're quite persistent."
I slowly opened up to him about my reoccurring nightmares from what happened on my wedding day. No matter how much I tried to act like I didn't care anymore, I couldn't. It hurt like hell and it wasn't something I could easily brush off anymore.
Someone who I loved so much, didn't like me at all throughout that 5 year relationship? It was humiliating and demeaning. And then everyone you knew and their mama was talking about it like it was the fault of my own.
How would you react if the love of your life pretended to love you for years? Years you couldn't get back, years you wasted on something that was never to be?
As I confided my feelings to Theodore, I couldn't help but cry. All the pent up emotions I had been trying to push down for the past months, simply rose quicker than I could prepare myself for.
"I'm sorry, this is so embarrassing," I tried to laugh it off as I wiped the tears away from my face. I looked like an idiot, bawling my eyes out in front of a man I barely knew, who is now my husband—about my ex-fiancé.
It sounds ridiculous, does it not?
Theodore took me by surprise as he picked me up and put me on his lap. He swept my hair to the side and gently wiped my wet cheek. He hugged me close to his chest, where I could feel his soothing heartbeat.
"Cordelia. You are a remarkable young woman, who deserves more than a mediocre noble that can't wield a sword to save his lowly life." I chuckled a little as the Duke rolled his eyes. He clearly had some grievance with Timothy that could not go unnoticed.
"Right now it may seem like the end of the world, but there is someone in your future who will show you what true love really is."
I looked up at Theodore's moonlit skin in awe. I held his cold cheek in my hand and smiled, "Thank you Theodore." He held my hand and kissed my palm, "Of course... now, let's go back to bed. We have a busy day ahead of us."
We laid back down and I looked at the beautiful moon, slowly falling back asleep in the strong arms of Theodore.
