Beautifully trusted

Beautifully trusted

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She feels unworthy of happiness and love. Love she so desperately longs for. She knows that she's not good enough. She feels like she's not strong enough to get through it. But unknown to her she's actually stronger than ever. She will never be caught off guard ever again. She will make sure of that. Being caught of guard once was bad enough. She is standing over five of his warriors that are knocked out when he finds her. She runs away from them and hide. He gives chase after her. He tries to get her to come with him but she doesn't. Luckily he won't give up that soon. He would give everything he had to keep her safe. But...... But she was scared so he had to be patient. The only thing is that he doesn't know that she is more frightened of him than the big wolves he and she seem to be surrounded by. Hell would freeze over before he lets her slip through his fingers. She was once weak. Is she still weak? He had a big weakness. Does he still have a weakness? She was once fragile. Is she still fragile? He was uncaring. Does he care now? She was breakable. How broken is she now? Will she give him a chance? Could he prove to be what she needs? Only time will tell. Or if you read this story.
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Moira

Moira ~ A person's destiny ************************************ I was holding the photo tightly in my grasp when I felt a presence behind me. Ace came closer to me and reached around me causing his chest to press into my back. Before I could control myself, a breathless gasp escaped me from feeling the sparks from the places we were touching. Ace didn't say anything, instead, he took the photo from my hand and backed away. I turned around to see Ace walking back to the couch he was just sitting on. I leaned back against the bookshelf as Ace sat down. Looking at Ace, I needed to know. I needed to know why he had a photo of me from before. Why would he have one when he was the one who rejected me? He hated me and yet he kept a photo of me for years. I felt a feeling of loss like I had never felt before. I was confused and hurt. Why did he have that photo? I had so many questions for him. I whispered, not wanting to break the silence but needing an answer, "Why?" One word, three letters, a beginning of a question. Not enough meaning behind it but he knew what I meant. Even if I didn't know what I wanted it to mean. Because in my head, a thousand questions I needed him to answer. Why did he reject me? Why take a picture of me? Why keep that picture of me for years? Why did he choose Brittney? Why didn't he love me? Why was I not good enough? But instead of asking all these questions, I chose to ask one word with only three letters. Because that one word held all my questions in it. It held the pain that I felt. It held the rejection, the hope, and the anger. Ace looked at the picture, "I needed you." ************************************

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