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"I'm glad you didn't fight.” My voice is barely a whisper. “I might have lost you.”
"Easy for you to say, avenging angel." Rayne’s ethereal form shimmers with a mix of sarcasm and pain.
A moment of stark realization crystallizes between us. "Fighting him could have led to worse, possibly even death. Your choice saved you, preserved your beautiful spirit for a future—our future."
Rayne's ethereal form sniffs, her gaze softening as it meets mine again. "If you truly believed that, CC, maybe I'd accept it. But I've seen your dreams. You don't follow your own advice."
Suddenly, a familiar jolt wrenches us into another nightmare—mine. We're spectators to my own futile resistance and its brutal consequences, a narrative I've never managed to escape, indoctrinated by my mother and my rapists.
Forgiveness—of ourselves—is the beacon we both need to navigate through this darkness. As this truth settles between us, a wave of shame engulfs my ethereal form. "I wish I could. But I'm not strong like you," I say, the weight of my self-doubt pressing heavily upon me.
"So, you've embraced the narrative that you're weak, too.” Her voice is a blend of sadness and resolve.
I nod slowly, bracing for the moment of revelation when she sees me for what I truly believe myself to be—a useless piece of shit. "I always liked who I was, but I never knew who that was." I reveal the depth of my identity crisis.
Yet, instead of disdain or disappointment, she gazes at me with a compassion that pierces the veil of my self-loathing. "I'm pretty sure I can use my healing magic to blur the memories, make it safe for you to figure out just who you really are, love," she says softly, her words imbued with a powerful blend of love and conviction.
In the quiet aftermath of a profound realization—that we could indeed save each other—a sense of hope pierces the darkness, illuminating the bond we share. This thought, both luminous and promising, cradles my mind until the world fades away and sleep claims me.
Jerking awake at the sound of a shower, a spike of terror rips through me—the bed beside me is empty. Panic tightens its grip as the thought of her absence becomes unbearable. I force my eyes shut, taking a deep breath, trying to anchor myself in the present. My hand, seeking her warmth, finds only the cold indent of her pillow. But as I brush against something, hope flickers to life, dispelling the shadows of fear.
Jade—because I think of you as my most precious gem and I wish you could see why. You’re the epitome of strength and integrity, qualities I not only admire but aspire to embody. You are my guiding light, offering a vision of life and love free from the shadows that once held me captive. Your care shields me from the chaos, just as jade wards off negativity. In return, I hope to offer you the same sanctuary, a haven from the storm. Your love has been my salvation. Thank you for freeing my spirit.
Gone to get coffee and those hot donuts you love.
The note, a testament to her understanding of my deepest fears and insecurities, offers a balm to my soul. Whether these are the words she cannot speak aloud or a prelude to the reassurance she knew I'd crave upon waking, it doesn't matter. Clarity washes over me, guiding my next steps. With a resolve strengthened by her love, I make a quick trip to the bathroom before seizing the hotel pad and pen. It's my turn to convey the inexpressible.
Little dragon, you ignite a fire within me. In your presence, I've discovered the true essence of unconditional love—a gift I never thought I'd possess. Your spirit, a blend of fierce courage and boundless affection, sets the standard by which I measure all beauty and worth.
It is your love that inspires growth, allowing me to transcend my past and embrace the boundless potential of our future together. You are the mirror reflecting the best parts of me, encouraging me to explore the depths of our connection—emotionally, spiritually, and physically—free from the constraints of judgment or societal expectations. Your essence is permanently etched into the very core of my being, a constant reminder that I am home. How fortunate I am to have you, to experience the world through our shared lens of love and acceptance. You, my little dragon, are my everything.
A smile, born of countless shared moments and the recognition of our intertwined fates, plays upon my lips. My Brienne of Tarth, my indomitable little dragon, has indeed inked herself into the fabric of my soul. Together, we've embarked on a journey of discovery, shedding the weight of past fears and societal chains to revel in the purity of our love. In her, I've found not just a partner but a reflection of my deepest desires and highest aspirations. How did I get so lucky? The answer lies in the magic of our bond, a connection that transcends the ordinary and invites us into a realm of extraordinary love and understanding. It’s a rare gift an asshole like me doesn’t deserve, but I’ll take it.
