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Chapter XV

So so so sorry for no uploads for 2 weeks :(! I have had really bad wifi and cannot do anything about it D:! Also, I'm working on a new story (hint hint) that's kinda similar to this one! I hope you guys will like it! Anyways, enjoy!
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It has been a month and a week since I came into this castle and my life turned upside down. Most of my time, I am with Romany. I have got to know him so much better, like that he likes sour foods, especially sour vegetables. He likes learning about our past generations, especially what they did and where. His favourite place is the library, since it's so nice and quiet in there. His favourite colour is navy blue. I knew so much about him, and I felt happy around him. He was the sweetest and kindest person I had ever met. He always attended to my needs, and always was so caring to me. I seldom talk to Brazil, who only accompanies us during breakfasts usually. I sometimes catch him in the library, and we talk about random stuff. Peru, India and I have got closer, and we always talk about random things. It's actually pretty fun. They are like my...sisters, if I dare to say. I never think of them as my servants. But the one person I never see is...Landon. I always try to approach him, but he always walks the other way or makes an excuse. I haven't talked to him at all, except once when he said 'Excuse me' to me when I was in his way. He brought me here, yet he's the only one I don' talk to.

Today, Romany and I were taking an evening stroll in his garden, which was insanely big and beautiful. Our hands were held together, it was our new thing. We walk around and talked about the past generations. He says there were creatures, called animals way before our generation. They became extinct though, because of past human mistakes. There are many types -and some of them even fly! The fascination when Rom talks about our past is something I really like. His face lights up every time I bring up the subject. He continues to talk, as I awe at our past. It's almost like I just turned around, and realised there was another side to this world. We pass a big tree when Rom suddenly stops, and I look back, confused.

"Eiffel...I...here." he stutters, as he hands me a beautiful navy blue ribbon-wrapped box. In neat, cursive writing, it says 'From Rom'

"What is this?" I say, as I unwrap the nice ribbon on it.

"See for yourself.."he says, as he looks away.

I open the box, and gasp. Inside are the most beautiful diamond earrings I have ever seen. They sparkle as the sunlight hits them, looking magnificient. They were shaped like teardrops, long and oval-shaped. Diamonds..almost the rarest material in the world. People die just to take a glance at them. And here I am, with a pair of stunning diamond earrings in my hand.

"Romany..this is beautiful! You really didn't have to!!" I squeal, looking at him.

"I wanted to give you something since you are a really wonderful person. And beautiful." he adds, smiling at me warmly as I blush.

"Wear them, please." he says, as I immediately pierce them through my skin. They aren't heavy at all, in fact I can't even feel them.

"How do I look?" I ask.

"Beautiful." he smiles, and I smile back.

"Thank you so much...Honestly, they're beautiful."

He smiles at me as the sun peeks up, as if it wants to catch a glimpse of my earrings. He cups my cheeks and feels the earrings with his fingers, touching my ear as he does so. I felt them jingle slightly, making a very soft but nice sound.

"You are..really beautiful."

He leans in slowly, almost like he's unsure. Even I am, on his motives. But then he parts his lips, and my heart leaps out of my chest. Oh my god. Rom..Rom is going to...oh my god. I feel my palms beginning to get sweaty and my heart is dying to jump out of my chest. Subconsciously, I part my own lips. He takes that as a good sign and leans in further, tilting his head slightly. He is only inches away, now centimetres and now millimetres. I see the tiny scar on his nose, and wonder how he got that. But right now, it doesn't matter because I can feel his heavy breath on my lips and as he leans in a little more, and our lips touch.

When our lips met, I felt my heart explode inside. His lips tasted like peppermints, a mint I had once had with him. They were soft and smooth, like they have been waiting to be kissed. Waiting to be kissed from me. I took a peek, just to see his handsome face at ease, and his eyes closed. I closed my eyes to, enjoying the taste of his lips. But deep down, through all those multiple feelings of happiness, there was guilt. Guilt just staying there, like I had made a mistake. It felt wrong, really wrong. No matter how much I tried to push it away, it stayed. I almost pulled away when..

he was suddenly hurled all the way to the left, like gravity just took a wrong turn.