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He swept me away, and he showed me that he is more than a monster. He is more than a recluse. He is more.

He lifts me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down, and then he covers me with kisses. Slowly, tenderly, he undresses me one piece of clothing at a time. He drops each piece on the floor, and once I am naked, he just looks at me.

“I have cared for women before,” he says. “But I have never loved before, Evelyn. It is only you. It has only ever been you, and it will only ever be you. For as long as I can remember, I have been in the darkness, but you are my rose. You are my light. You are my heart.”

“Kiss me again,” I whisper, and he does.

He kisses me over and over until everything else fades away. He kisses me until I’m not thinking of my past, or how I came to live here, or what will happen to me in the future. He kisses me until all I can think about is the way he makes me feel, the way he looks at me like I’m important, the way he fought for our freedom from the villagers.

He kisses me, and nothing else matters.

Epilogue

It’s not every day you meet a monster, but sometimes you do.

Sometimes you meet someone who seems so fierce, and so scary, and so damn terrifying that you don’t know what to do.

Sometimes you meet someone and everything changes.

Forwal was the monster, but he wasn’t what I thought.

He wasn’t what anyone thought.

He took me, and I thought he was stealing me away. What I didn’t know was that he was rescuing me, saving me. He was taking me away from a dark future where I might not survive much longer. He was saving me from a man who was truly, honestly a monster.

He rescued me, but there’s something more.

I rescued him, too.

Before Forwal took me, before he captured my body and stole my heart, he was lonely: a lost soul. I think because so many people saw him as a monster, as a demon, that he started to see himself that way, too.

I don’t think he considered he might be more than that. He didn’t think anyone could ever learn to love him, to care for him, to cherish him. People only ever saw him as a beast, and then he found me.

And we saved each other.

That’s the beauty of love.

It doesn’t matter if you’re broken. It doesn’t matter if you’re damaged. It doesn’t matter if you’re struggling or hurting or alone. When you find that person, the person you’re meant to be with, they see you for who you are, for who you can be, for who you’re supposed to be.

They see your soul, and they love you in spite of it.

They see you.

Each day with Forwal is like a new beginning: a new chance to show the world what I’m made of.

And you know what?

I’m tougher than I look.

He’s shown me that, and he’s showered me with love, and he’s given me the world.

And I’m giving it right back.

Now and forever.

THE END

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