BIRTHRIGHT (complete #Wattys2016)

Chapter 21: An exchange of letters.

Dear Alexander.

Time seems to crawl when you miss the one you love. I thought about you all day today and I just wanted to let you know. I miss you, and I can't wait to be in your arms again.

When your soul finds the soul it was waiting for. When someone walks into your heart through an open door.When your hand finds the hand it was meant to hold, you don't let go. When someone comes into your world, suddenly your world changes forever.

There're no one else's eyes that could see into me. No one else's arms can lift me up so high.Your love lifts me out of time

and you know my heart by heart.

The little one is very restless. I think he knows that his father is not around him. Every night the little one is having a ball, it makes me restless, and now without your soothing touch, without your comforting words, I do not know how I will bear the remainder of my pregnancy.

I am not saying that I hate it. No, I love it, knowing that there is a living and growing thing inside me, a miracle which you and I created together. I very much looking forward to greeting our little one into our world, I just wish for you to be beside me to greet the little one for the first time.

Alexander, when we're not together, my soul feels hollow. My heart feels numb, my emotions become shallow. Like a rainbow without colors, like poetry without rhyme, being away from you are my life's darkest times...

All of my life's hues have become gloomy, days have become lifeless and dreary. The distance between us is killing me slowly. Day after day, I am gasping breathlessly save me from this excruciating misery, please...come back soon to me.

My soulmate, that you are. But from me, you're very far. I hate it when you go away. Come back soon, is my plea today.

Yours forever

Isabelle.

***

My Dearest Isabelle,

I am at that point in the war, where I just want to drop my sword in the middle of the battlefield, and return back to you. But that would signify surrender, and I have made a promise to you that I will win this war. I will win this war for you, mon amour.

I do not want to worry you about the war, but to give you peace of mind, I am still in one piece and as healthy as a horse. I hope that you are keeping your end of the bargain and are taking care of yourself. I do not doubt my mother's capability to look after you, but she can get ahead of herself at times, you need to be careful around her.

The distance is a bother, but I want to keep this war as far away from you as possible. I have Theodore and Nathan beside me to aid me in the war, along with the Scottish soldiers.

Loving can hurt, it can hurt sometimes. But it's the only thing that I know when the situation gets hard.You know it can get hard sometimes, currently, it is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

Give my regards and love to mother and my sisters, tell them that I am keeping Nathan alive, but I'm not doing so well at trying to keep myself alive. On second thought, do not tell them about my status.

Tu me manques cher, mes douleurs cardiaques, ma tête est perdue, tu me manques. Je vous aime.

Forever more,

Your Alexander.

***

My Alexander.

Today it was the birth of our little one. Our little one has your beautiful gray eyes, but obviously, it has my beauty. I will not tell you whether it is a prince or princess, for I want you to return and hold the little one in your arms, place a kiss on its forehead, cradle it to your chest, sing the little one to sleep.

Currently,the little one lays beside me, snuggled close and warm, awaiting it's father's return just like I am. Your mother and sisters are all very joyous about the little bundle of joy that has arrived into this world. I am afraid, however. When the little one was born, both Claire and Natalia could not stop arguing about who would get to hold the little one.

I am afraid about what they would do to it, I need to ensure to keep those two away from my child, from our child. Looking beside me to the little one, I can not tear my eyes away from it. Our child is a blessing, a gift from heaven above, our precious little angel, whom we will cherish and love forever.

Some people only dream of angels, but I am holding one in my arms. And hopefully, you will be holding our child in your arms soon enough as well.

Every sunrise gives me the hope that I will have you in my arms again. But every sunset painfully reminds me of the darkness that lies ahead. I miss you.

Forever yours,

Isabelle and our little one.

***

My angel Isabelle,

When my legs don't work like they used to before, and I can't sweep you off of your feet. Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love? Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

Mon chéri, I will be loving you till we're 70. And I'm thinking about how people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe just the touch of a hand.Well, for me—I fall in love with you every single day. And I just wanna tell you that I am

I bear good news. The war is over. We have won, the British have lost the battle, and we have won.

It has been:

1 year.

12 months.

365 days.

8760 hours.

525600 minutes.

32536000 seconds.

Every day, every night, every time I miss you.

And now finally, the wait is over. I will be heading out from the battlefield at first light and I will be back with you sooner than we'll realize. We have been apart for one year already, and now I will be back by your side, where I belong.

I will finally hold the little one in my arms. I'll finally hold you in my arms. I am awaiting the day when I will see you again, hold your soft hands, touch your sweet lips, and hug you tight so that you will never leave me again. Until then, I will hold you in my heart.

Wait for me mon amour.

Your only,

Alexander.