Ethereal

Love always burns.

In fiery passion and in cruel betrayal.

With the love of his life by his side, Dominic had felt at peace for the first time in his life. But how, in good faith, can he so easily forgive her after all that pain she caused him and his family?

He was losing his mind, and he had no idea who or what could stop him. He felt sick to his stomach from the pity and wide arms flung upon him. He was tired of people asking him whether he was okay all the time, as if they were waiting for him to lose it. He despised the idea that, had he kept his heart hidden as he had for all these years, all of this could have been prevented.

Arabella had experienced what he was going through once. She was aware of the pain and resentment that come from being looked down upon due to the trials that they had endured. She understood that sometimes a helping hand looks just as daunting as being held at gunpoint. Nonetheless she still found herself yearning to help him move on. Something she hadn't done yet herself.

When she kept stuffing things down her throat rather than communicating, who was she to say anything? She had never told him the whole truth, so how could she make him open up? Why did he still feel like he didn't need to breathe a single meaningful breath without her?

Where mercy is shown, mercy is given.