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SaejiFine
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Ella was tired, her entire form was one of relaxation trying to find comfort in the small act of laying in bed with the one she loved. It was touching to Darian and just affirmed that she still loved him, some part of her still cared for him. Wrapping his arms more tightly around her he was almost afraid, almost afraid that they would come for him again. Almost afraid that they would take her away from him and he would become that monster once more. And yet he slowly began to realize that, as afraid as he was of the monster that they'd changed him into... he would have to cause them to think that he was once more. He could only fool them well enough, if he was as cold and cruel as he'd once become.
That scared him, but as he looked down at Ella laying upon him he knew that for her sake he must do it. Running his hand through her hair he smiled softly, trying his hardest to hide the fear that he held within himself. "Ella, sleep," he told her almost commandingly wanting her to get some rest. He knew that he would get only a little if any at all based on his state of mind. He spent the rest of the night trying his best to steel his mind and his heart so that he could become that monster again. Or at the very least become a convincing actor of it.
The sun peeked through the door to the balcony, telling him that it was morning. He'd lost track of time but had managed a few precious hours of sleep. Carefully he pulled himself out from underneath Ella and walked into the bathing room. Warming the water he shed his clothes and stepped into the hot bath, letting it relax his muscles. Surprisingly his body seemed rested, despite the lack of sleep. He wondered how Ella was, he didn't have the heart to wake her from her slumber.
That scared him, but as he looked down at Ella laying upon him he knew that for her sake he must do it. Running his hand through her hair he smiled softly, trying his hardest to hide the fear that he held within himself. "Ella, sleep," he told her almost commandingly wanting her to get some rest. He knew that he would get only a little if any at all based on his state of mind. He spent the rest of the night trying his best to steel his mind and his heart so that he could become that monster again. Or at the very least become a convincing actor of it.
The sun peeked through the door to the balcony, telling him that it was morning. He'd lost track of time but had managed a few precious hours of sleep. Carefully he pulled himself out from underneath Ella and walked into the bathing room. Warming the water he shed his clothes and stepped into the hot bath, letting it relax his muscles. Surprisingly his body seemed rested, despite the lack of sleep. He wondered how Ella was, he didn't have the heart to wake her from her slumber.