Mommy? (2)

Chapter 21

Leonora's P.O.V.

I stared blindly at the floor, trying to figure out what to do. I had seen Jean-Paul again and the offer he'd made me was irresistible.

It had been days since I'd been trapped here and I knew that there were no chances of me leaving unless it was at Jean-Paul's arm, as his wife. I didn't want to, but I didn't have any choice in this. All I could do was hope that once I was married off I'd be more free, but would I be? I didn't know, probably not at the beginning. And that was why I would accept Jean-Paul's offer, even if it would cost me my integrity and my person. Even if I would have to give up everything I was in order to fulfill expectations. I hoped I wouldn't regret it....

When Helena came in, I stood up from my bed and looked down, just as I knew she wanted me to. Seeing this, she sighed in what I thought was relief. She probably thought that she was finally breaking through to me. Little did she know that it was all Jean-Paul's doing. How I hated him for that offer. He knew I would never say no. He knew he would get to me. Why did he do that though? Why did he want me as his wife and not some other girl? Why was he willing to do so much to get me?

"So, tell me what you've been thinking about since I left you yesterday."

The same question everyday, twice. Once in the morning and once in the afternoon. And each day I answered the wrong things. But not today. Today she would be happy.

"I-I thought about h-how I was w-wrong," I stuttered. Why was I stuttering more each time I saw her? "I-I should never have l-liked women, i-it's against n-nature's law. I-I apologize."

I bowed my head, hoping that she would be satisfied with what I'd just said. She raised my head and looked me in the eyes.

"Do you really mean what you say?"

"Y-yes ma'am," I couldn't hold her gaze.

"And what about your age regression?"

"I-it was a m-mistake as well. S-sorry."

I wanted to cry. I wanted to collapse on the floor in front of her and cry my eyes out. I actually wanted her to hurt me because then at least I'd only feel the physical pain and that was easier to deal with than the emotional pain. I wanted to beg Jean-Paul to let me go back to my girlfriend and my friends. But I also had this fierce desire to protect what was mine and what I loved, and that was why I'd do nothing of what I wanted. I'd be strong, or at least pretend to be, and I wouldn't let them see how much I hurt. I couldn't give them that satisfaction.

"Good. I am glad you finally came to your senses. Mother will be happy," she let go of my chin and walked to the door, "I will call him so you can talk to him. I am sure he will be happy to know that you finally realized your mistake," she paused a moment before continuing, a strange emotion apparent  in her voice, "maybe we could learn to love you again."

With that she left, leaving me confused at what she'd said at the end. Learn to love me again? What did she mean? And who was that we? Her and who else? I collapsed on the floor and held my head in my hands. I was confused and didn't know what was going on anymore. I had just rejected everything that made me me. I had just given up myself to my sister and mother and future husband. Why did this have to happen?

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Hi there lovelies!

I hope you liked this chapter! I'm sorry if it's a bit confusing, with the offer, but you'll understand what it is soon enough. But you can always try and guess😉

My heart's breaking for Leonora though, and NO I AM NOT CRYING IT'S YOU😢😢

Aaaanyway, question for everyone, what's your favorite colour? Mine are (sapphire) blue and black!💙🖤

Have a nice day/night/evening!💖