Blooming Hearts

Chapter 12

Physically, I was in the best shape of my

life. My health had improved drastically

-eating well, exercising daily, and

getting fresh air regularly. Adele made

sure I had everything I needed, even

going as far as to get me a break from

work. Her connections were vast, and

she wielded them with a precision that

only someone as determined as Adele

could manage.

But despite all the outward

improvements, something was still

wrong. Deep down, I was fractured. My

heart ached constantly, a dull, persistent

throb that never let up. It wasn't

something that food or exercise could fix.

I missed her. I missed Adele's kisses, her

touch, the warmth of her presence.

Every part of me longed for her, and that

longing was only intensified by the

distance she had imposed between us.

The nightmares started small, just

fleeting images that would wake me in a

cold sweat. But over time, they grew

more vivid, more terrifying. Each night, I

was haunted by visions of Adele leaving

me, walking away without a second

glance. It was my deepest fear brought to

life in the cruelest way possible-my

mind tormenting me with the one

scenario I couldn't bear.

And then, one night, it all came crashing

down.

The nightmare was worse than any

before. I was trapped in a dark place,

reaching out for Adele, but no matter

how hard I tried, she kept slipping

further and further away. I screamed for

her, begged her not to leave, but she

continued to fade into the shadows. I

struggled violently, desperate to escape

the horror of my own mind.

Adele's POV:

I was punishing her. I knew it was cruel,

but it was necessary. Elina had to

understand that my love was not a game,

that her life was not something she could

throw away on a whim. She was my life,

my everything, and the thought of losing

her was unbearable. I wanted her to feel,

even just a fraction, of the pain she had