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1962 - charles xavier
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  • Reads 443,175
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  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 7m
Complete, First published Jun 01, 2016
The year was 1962 when I met the man I would later call my husband.

The man who sits at my bedside, holding my hand as I weakly gaze into the familiar blue eyes that captivated me many years ago... Far too many years than I would care to mention. 

"Charles?" My voice escapes my lips in a breathy hum, the downtrodden tones of approaching death threatening to distort his beautiful name.

"Yes, my Love?" He replies with an expression of deep melancholy. 

"Do you remember when we met?" I inquire with a gentle smile painted upon my face, my wrinkled hand cradled gently in his own. 

"Of course I do, Darling," he soothes me, the cool metal of his wedding band brushing against my skin. "I never stop remembering."
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Charles Xavier was never meant to be a father, but when the CIA entrusts him with a fragile, frightened little girl named Charlotte, he swears to protect her. Small and quiet, with storm-grey eyes that hide a world of fear, Charlotte clings to Charles as her only safe harbour. In a world too cruel to understand her, he is her shelter, her constant. But fragility is not freedom. As the years pass after Cuba, their bond grows suffocating. Charlotte needs him, and Charles needs to be needed. She doesn't leave him like the others did. She cannot. She will not. She is his constant, his reason, his refuge. But safety is fragile-like glass, it can crack. When Erik Lehnsherr unfortunately returns, he finds a terrified child, too afraid to look him in the eye, too devoted to Charles to question the world he has built around her. Charlotte has become a ghost, hidden in the shadow of a man who cannot bear to lose her. And Erik? Erik intends to shatter the glass.