𝒪𝓊𝓇 𝐹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓏

She was like a breath of fresh air in a world crumbling into ashes. Her smile was like a drug that many grew addicted to. Arabella Aelin just wanted to be loved in any sort of way, she longed for the comfort her parents could never give her. She was sent to a boarding school filled with students just like her where she met the one she wanted to spend up to her last breath with. She finally found the comfort she craved. It's a tragic story really.

"Thank you," Her sweet melodious voice spoke as they took over the dance floor waltzing to the sweet tune provided by the orchestra.

"For what?" He asked baffled by her sudden gratitude.

"For this final waltz," She smiles heavenly and he feels as if the gods and goddesses have come down from their throne just to illuminate his very own goddess.

"Our last waltz," He breaths.