From Dreams to Nightmares

Chapter 29

Octavia's perspective

   Pride is the enemy of love. Pride is the barrier between you and what makes you happy. Although you know very well what you should choose, you think that the best way is the shortest one just because it is free from torture and suffering but still it is not as happy as the long one. It doesn't come with sweet memories or that heart fluttering in your chest when you hear the name of that person who is predestined for you. And just because we common people let pride protect us from all that is bad, we do not realize that it will also protect us from what is most beautiful. Love itself.

Love brings out the best and the worst in us forming a whole. A universal balance. It can't just be honey and it can't just be salt. Love is in every way so intense and complex, ramified in every part of our soul because love is us and we are love. Love begins and ends with us and we are nothing without it.

And I, as a simple man, feel how the mime grows in me looking at the gorgeous girl who meticulously placed the bouquet of flowers I chose in the vase. Her face was beaming with happiness, she had somewhat of an immediate glow today. She is always beautiful, but it seems to me that she becomes more beautiful in my eyes every time I see her. It's like she's the earth orbiting on its own universal axis and I'm the moon crawling on all fours just to be by her side just for her. It sounds humiliating but here again it is the hand of pride because love is not humiliating no matter what you do.

And the most amazing thing is that in a period of your life you think you love, that you know what love is with other people. When you were actually sculpting yourself in the best version of you so that the moment when love appears, you will have a better version. Only then can love bloom like a flower in an eternal spring.

"Stop looking at me like that! You're staring." the beauty in front of me tells me and I still couldn't take my eyes off her. Her hair was messy yet held back in two meticulously braided pigtails with golden accessories at the back and her white floral print dress gave her a divine aura. Royalty in its definition is expressed in the being of this girl. Grace for her was like blinking, the thing so natural. "Your beauty is flawless" I say looking directly into the oceans in the eyes of the redhead who was now blushing trying to stop smiling but she couldn't at all. Her smile was so beautiful it lit up the room.

"Take me to Lily to give her the present I bought her." I say and the girl takes the gift from me and puts it separately from the pile of gifts that were already placed on the kitchen island I was sitting next to now. "I'll put it separately so she knows it's from you later when she opens them. Hurry up and I'll take you to her." her hand says again as without realizing it she takes mine leading me to the little girl. And when my hand finally after a good few seconds wraps around hers tightly she realizes we were holding on to me and looks at our joined hands but doesn't move out of the way and I continue to follow her blindly into the backyard echoing with voices of children and other adults who I believe accompanied the children. "Did you change your perfume? You smell different..." I say without thinking as the sweet aroma of her perfume surprisingly fills my nostrils. Bebeba then, as if struck by my words, stops walking near the big door to the outer courtyard and looks at me with curious eyes that sparkled with the unknown.  "Yes, You are the only person who realized..." without saying trying to continue but a small voice of a small being running towards us stops her and I bend down to pick up in my arms the celebrant of the day who was dressed exactly like a princess and her tiara was icing on the cake.

"Octavia you came!" the little girl tells me and I kiss her cheek tickling her. The little girl was laughing and wriggling in my arms. " How can I miss your birthday? Aren't you my best friend?" I ask her and she smiles pointing at the empty spaces in her smile. "Look, Octavia, two of my baby teeth fell out..." she says and Kaly and I laugh at the image of the undeniably cute girl. "Look, I see now, what a little princess we have here, the prettiest little princess in this land!" I say and the girl grins at my words as she runs her hand through her curly hair "I know, I'm the prettiest here, you don't have to say it!"