Be my light in the dark

ten

It has been a week since that night and things got really bad.

After what happened, I didn't know what to tell Dominic. I asked him to leave me alone, so I could think about what he told me. I even avoid being at the same spots as him at work. Emeraude noticed it, but she didn't say anything or asked questions.

- Hi baby – she says, standing at the door jamb of my office – do you have a minute?

- For you? I even have an hour – she smiles.

- I have something for you – she shows me a big bouquet of beautiful white, yellow and purple daisy's from behind her back – he wants to speak to you – she handed me the flowers, and I immediately grabbed them.

- And he asked you to be the delivery guy today?

- Why are you so mad at him? – she sits at the chair in front of my desk, as I put the flowers at a jar I always have just in case. I put them at the window sill, so they can catch some natural light from the outside.

- I'm not mad... - I look at her – I just... I wasn't expecting what he said – I lean back at my chair – you know how much I loved to get all the flowers, to feel so appreciated and probably loved by someone. Knowing it's Dom who's sending them... it messed with my head.

- So, you're... not mad.

- Not even a little.

- Talk to him, then – she stands up, getting behind the chair – he is the prince charming little Madelaine always dreamt about – she blows me a kiss – I'm going to shoot, but thing about that.

- I will – she leaves the office, closing the door behind her.

I turn around my chair to face the flowers. Daisies are, now, my favourites. It isn't the first time he has given me them, so I guess he likes them too. They are soft and fragile, so delicate and yet they are strong when they are together in a bouquet.

"He is the prince charming little Madelaine always dreamt about" I don't really know if I dreamt with such an amazing guy; I really just asked for a better person in my life, as my mother didn't have. When my parents were fighting, I used to lock myself in my bedroom, dreaming with the day I would have my own family, my husband and the days I would do everything different from what they did.

So, yes, I dreamt with prince charming, and still do.

I pick my phone, exiting the office. They are shooting right now, so I start to walk to the studio where they are. I try to be as quiet as possible, because I really don't know if they are shooting or rehearsing. As I walk in, I see that they are shooting. I take a sit on Dominic's chair, watching them for almost an hour.

When they finally finish it, they all come in my direction.

- Look who's here! – Kat is the first saying anything – haven't seen you around that much this week – she sits at her chair, next to me.

- I had a lot of office work to do – they all sit at their chairs, and Dom is just standing up and looking at me. I tap my leg, so he could sit on her.

He walks in my direction, sitting on both of my legs. I wrap my arms around his belly, leaning my head on his back. Yup, I am messed up.

They end up talking about their shoot, while I am just here, with him on my arms, with my eyes closed just enjoying this peace inside me right now.