"You said that I will have a daughter," Tella said.
"Your daughter will be born with a very powerful gift. But this child will have one fatal weakness."
-Finale by Stephanie Garber
This is a fanfiction! Please read both the Caraval trilogy and the O...
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I miss her. I miss her so much. But I don't have the right to. I shouldn't. Father is right. I know he's right. But I don't want to have to give her up, even though I know that I'll be her enemy once she finds out what I want.
I must go back in time and stop my parents from falling in love.
They will die if I don't.
But if I go back in time, Aerith may not ever be born. And I hate myself for this.
I know that I won't be alive. That is something I have already accepted. But I'm not sure I can accept the fact that I may be killing Aerith.
In a sense, I must choose between Aerith and myself, and my parents.
"Say something, Eli," she says softly.
No words come out of my mouth. She looks so beautiful, so elegant. She is not mine any longer, but maybe she can be for some time. Maybe I can just pretend.
So I cup her soft cheeks and kiss her on the lips.
She gasps, and a small smile grows on my face.
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"Let's get married!" Aerith exclaims.
"Hmm... not sure I want to," I say.
"Why not?" she pouts.
"I don't think you realize how intolerably clumsy you are. You always end up messing up my artwork, treasure."
She stays quiet before turning away.
I laugh and pull her back into my arms and kiss her forehead. "I'm only joking. We will get married. But not now, because I want to be the one to ask you."
A cute smile appears on her face and I give her my dimpled smile in return.
"Okay," she says.
And then in a moment she's running away and I'm chasing her. Her laughter is so bright. She is my sun. My treasure.
I chase her into the huge lake and we're splashing each other without a care in the world.
And we should've cared.
Because I cannot swim, and we didn't realize this lake is cursed. It drags anyone back in with its enchanting waves.
Realization hits us.
"RUN!" I yell.
She makes it safely out of the water, but I do not.
No matter how much I run, the deep water chases me, drowning me.
The water catches up to my waist, my chest–
Until it's not.
Aerith has lifted the entire lake.
And the moment I realize it, I know it's too much for her.
