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bonus chapter

I was in a very nostalgic mood today and found myself writing this book even without giving it a second thought.

I hope you cherish it, a few last times before this book is gone away. Vote, comment, and show your love, One last time for the bonus chapters please. xx

Two important announcements in the end, do not miss.

Warning: this book is a work of fiction. everything written here is purely my imagination and doesn't mean to hurt anyone's sentiments whatsoever. also, this chapter is written a complete crazy mood so expect nothing but crap out there.

Happy Reading! Your comments would mean the world x

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[unedited]

B O N U S C H A P T E R O N E

N A N D I N I

He was magic.

Spending time with him was magic, everything about him was elemental. He wasn't the kind of  magic that you'd read about in closed books of old libraries, or the kind that would be written about anywhere. He was the kind of magic that you feel running through your veins, and you feel it every time you close your eyes and listen to his heartbeat, every time he touches your skin and even in the darkest nights, everything was going to be fine soon.

It was beautiful how he made life so much better just by being in it, and I couldn't be more grateful for that.

As I kept awake struggling from sleep, just looking at him sleep with his lips a little parted and how his bare chest rose every time he breathed and then fell back, his one hand caged around me as if someone would rob me away from him.

He was art, the kind that couldn't be understood and how could I ever explain anyone how happy I was to have him sleeping beside me when I couldn't explain myself the different between a dream and a reality.

He made even reality feel dreamy.

I've seen his best and I've seen him at his worst and either ways, he was perfect in his own flaws and strong in his own weaknesses.

I loved him, and no power in the world could make me change my mind upon that, not even death.

"You haven't slept, have you?" His groggy voice asked and I realised he was half woken. His eyes struggled to open as he squinted to look at me.

"How can I sleep when you look so beautiful?" I whisper and his arms around me tighten more, pulling me closer as if that was even possible.

"I feel like I'm going to close my eyes now and when I open it, you wouldn't be there with me anymore. I feel this is a dream and you'd just disappear one day," I whisper, making slow doodles on his bare chest and he sighs, his hand playing with my hair falling upon his skin.

"Then you can sleep carelessly princess, because this man isn't going anywhere. He's staying with you until he's done protecting his girl from all the evils in this world," he whispers, kissing my temple.

"And who will protect you?" I ask, turning to him and keeping my head on his chest. His heart beats were the most beautiful music in the world, and I couldn't think of all the time that God spent on making him.