Seperated, A Garmau Story (Sequel To Garmau, A Love Story) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1: The Dream

Aphmau's POV

~~dream start~~

I looked around the familiar looking cell, wondering why I was here again. My eyes finally settled on someone that hadn't been there before.

I gasped as we made eye contact, his ocean blue eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks looked wet, as though he was crying a short while ago.

I choked back a sob as I realized it was Garroth.

"Why did you leave me?" He whispered, his voice shaking with emotions I couldn't comprehend.

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

"WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME?!" He shouted angrily towards me, his voice occasionally breaking.

Droplets of tears traveled down my cheek as I realized I couldn't speak.

"You left me..." He stated, sounding emotionless, his eyes now holding no emotion and his facial expression was empty.

"Goodbye......Lady Aphmau."

~~Dream end~~

I bolted upright, tears streaming down my face as I surveyed my surroundings.

I slowed down my accelerated breathing when I realised I was sitting in my bed, which was in the corner of my room. My covers covering my body, proof that someone had been in my room recently.

I looked down at what I was wearing and was shocked to discover that I was wearing my silk lilac nightgown.

Someone changed my clothes......

I thought as I also wondered who that someone was.

It was most likely Zoey.

I put my fears to rest with that thought as I thought back to my dream.

When did I leave him? I suppose I left him when I was kidnapped, but even then, it wasn't my fault. I didn't leave him with my consent.

It wasn't my fault that I left him.

These thoughts ran through my head as I tried to convince myself that I didn't leave him as he was so convinced.

The head guard is gone.....we need a temporary replacement.

I my thoughts drifted to my lordly issues rather then my personal issues.

Dante's really the only person I can trust at the moment. I'll talk to him about this later.

I agreed with this thought as I pushed aside my covers and swung my feet over the side of the bed.

I hopped down from the bed and briskly started walking down the stairs to the kitchen.

As I reached the end of the stairs and looked into the kitchen, finding Zoey and Liam chatting quietly with Pancakes on the table.

Liam was sitting down in a chair, facing towards Zoey, with a plate of untouched pancakes right in front of him.

Zoey was standing next to the stove, cleaning up the kitchen as she always does after she cooked.

I accidentally sniffled quietly, alerting them to my presence.

They stopped talking and their gaze wandered over towards me.

They stared at me, their expressions showing great concern.

A couple minutes of silence passed before I opened my mouth to speak.

"We're going after him."