Previously
Slowly everything around her started to fade , it became misty , white. Then she was brought to reality when she had heared a knock on the door.
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Cloe laid in bed wondering who would possibly come by at the cottage this time of the night. Slowly arising from her bed she cover herself with an old woven blanket and headed towards the front door.
"Who shall you be?" She asked before opening the door. "I have returned to you, as i promised to never leave." A deep male voice replied thru the door. She could not have placed the voice with a face she knew and slowly opening the door. She was scaerd of who this could have been, hrr haert beats rose and when the door was open she vrose, blanket falling towards the floor.
"Who are you!?" She finally had said, even tho she had known the answer. He opend up his arms and she was swept of her feet in his warm embrace. A silent tear rolled down her cheak , then another, but they weren't feelings of uncertainty like usual. They were joy. Tears of joy. He had returned. She was now in John's strong arms, at last.
"Where were you ,John?" She had asked stepping away from him with no emotion showing. " i went to severs my years at the army." He said looking straight into Cloe's eyes. His eyes floaded with emotion, not tears, but emotion. The ways his pupils enlarged in the middle of his bright ocean blue eyes. It shot sadness right to the center.
"Oh John. Im so lost within this world. Then you show up...." She said but John had interupted before she could have finished. " I was at the orphanage, hopeing i would find you there, it wasnt there. I went to the old diner, nobody. Until i saw the papers in the strees saying how you risked you're own life saving the children from the orphanage i knew i had to find you. I have been back a few days , searceh for you until now i have found you." He had said, his lips slowly moving up with the corners. It was a smile. A sad smile. Cloe had no words and just stood there in silence. "I have found you and i was wanting to apologize for leaving and yet not telling you, nor giving you a goodbye kiss." He said as he walked closer. She moved back towards the inside of the cold cottage until they both had been inside.
After Cloe had made them tea they sat infront of the fireplace on the mats, covered in old blakets as they spoke. " Why did you leave?" She asked as she was staring into the fire. " I had no choice, I had to make my father proud, i also did it for the riches it had brought me." He said looking at her face expression. "Oh." She had said emotionless. " what all happend when i had left Cloe, you look hurt?" He had said. "It is all fine." She had replied as tears rolled down her cheeks. John went closer to her and hugged her. " I am never going to leave you again, that i promise you Cloe." He had said placing his chin on her curlled brown hair. "I still love you." He said again breaking the silents. Cloe enhaled his smell , he smelled of old molted cloth and dirt. Not the sweet smell of flowers she had learned to know him. He has changed. She wiped her tears with her hands and embraced him tigher. The smell wasn't the same anymore , but it was still him, and she needed the hug.
"I love you to." She had finally said after longs sobs. "So are you going to tell me what is bothering you?" He had asked once again. "You had lefted me when i needed you the most. I have found my mother, lady Bella passed, the orphanage was destroyed, and i saw things, felt things that night. Horrible things. We burried my mother yesterday." And she began to cry uncontrolbly. " i am so sorry Cloe." Was all he could have gotten out.
As the night went on they fell asleep right there. Comfortable infront of the fire, tangled up into each others bodies. It was perfect.
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AUTHORS NOTE :
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BOOK ONE : Lonely Girl
МистикаThere was a little girl called Cloe, she lived in the eera where the eldery rode horeses and carriages everywhere they ought to go by. One day after school she got home , she was alone , her parents abandoned her. She was alone, had nothing but th...
