You slowly walk up the spiral staircase. This whole process has been very nauseating. "What did you want to tell me?" Katelyn asks once we reach the top. "W-well I have thermoliosis," you say. "What's that?" Katelyn asks. She slowly backs away from you. "It's not contagious." You roll up one of the sleeves of your shirt— revealing two of the intense burns that run along your arm. They beg for you to itch, to scratch so they can fill my arms with worse pain. Katelyn allows a small gasp. You return my attention to her. "Have you sought help yet, Y/N?" Katelyn asks. Her gaze bores into you. "Bodolf took me to all of the best shamans, healing magicks users, and scholars in the land," a tear roles down your cheek, "They couldn't help. It's a new disease." They didn't know the possible outcomes. If you would live, or not; it's so terrifying. That's why you had to see him. You tune out all of Katelyn's germaphobic remarks. One finally breaks through your metaphorical barrier, "Have you told Laurance yet?" You hadn't. You can't bear to when he looks so happy. When Katelyn sees the look in your eye she nods solemnly. You can't— not in such times of peace.
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Promises, Broken
Fanfiction{#4 in LaurancexReader} Have you ever felt heartbreak? Have you ever lost the one person you ever truly loved? Yes. Laurance Zvahl left you for Aphmau. He promised to wait, and he couldn't. After that day you left. Trying to give him a chance at hap...
