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FELIX
The car ride is a blur, the city lights streaking by as we make our way to my house.
Rosalie sits quietly beside me, her pain evident in every wince and shallow breath.
I can't help but feel responsible for it all – for letting her go without allowing her to give me an explanation.
"Rosalie," I start, taking her hand in mine.
"I'm sorry. I should have listened to you, and given you a chance to explain everything. But I was so blinded by my own anger and hurt that I couldn't see past my pain."
I glance over at her, and she looks back at me with her soulful eyes.
"Your love has always been genuine, even when mine faltered. You deserve better than that, and I swear I'll spend the rest of my life making it right," I say.
Tears form in her eyes. “No, Felix,” she says.
“You don’t understand. You were nothing but honest to me from the moment we met. It was I who lied, cheated, and cornered you into not trusting me. I dug my own grave out there, and you don’t have to take the blame.”
I lift her hand to my lips and give it a gentle kiss.
Then, I caress her cheek slightly, and she bends into my hand.
“No,principesa, I was a fool. I allowed true love to falter in the face of a challenge, something I was raised better than to do.”
As our car pulls into the driveway, I quickly exit and rush to her side, helping her out gently.
The moment we step inside the house, I guide her to the living room, sitting her down on the plush couch.
My concern for her well-being overtakes any other thought, and I carefully examine each wound, assessing their severity.
"These injuries need attention. I need to clean them properly and dress them to prevent infection," I say, my voice filled with urgency.
"Of course, Felix," she replies, her voice weak but determined.
I retrieve the first aid kit from the bathroom, returning to her side.
With steady hands, I cleanse each wound with antiseptic, doing my best to be gentle and not cause her any additional pain.
As I apply sterile dressings, I can't help but think about how much I would give to take away her hurt, to shield her from all the darkness the world has to offer.
"Promise me something," I say, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Anything, Felix."
"Promise me that you'll never hide your pain from me again. Let me be there for you, just as you've always been there for me."
She looks into my eyes and whispers, "I promise, Felix. I won't shut you out again."
“And one more thing,” I say.
“What?” she asks.
“Did he hurt you in other ways?”
Emily looks at me, steadfast. “No,” she mutters.
I nod.
