Page 83 of Alessia
She looks up in surprise and a smile stretches from ear to ear.
“Hi!” She sighs contently.
“What where you two talking about?” I raise my brow at Lorenzo and give him a nod. He returns the gesture with gratitude.
“He was telling me about Amelia.” She chirped.
“Oh, something I should know?”
A devilish grin spreads over Lorenzo’s face before he shakes his head.
“Nope,” Harper lets the ‘p’ pop innocently.
I stride over to the bed and lean in for a kiss. Her lips meet mine and a little flame whirls to live inside my core. I thought it was snuffed out because of all the shit that went on these past months, apparently it wasn’t. My heart grows in size and arousal floods my system, short circuiting me. All I want is to wrap her golden hair around my wrist and ravish her.
This isn’t the time though, so I hold back.
“I come with news.” I chirp and smile at Harper with loving eyes.
“Oh, something good I hope?” Her eyes dart over my face.
“Yes, you’re going home tomorrow.”
“Really? These walls are closing in on me!”
“WouldI lie to you, Tesoro?” I smirk.
She squints her eyes at me in response. I laugh and give her another kiss. God, it feels good to kiss her again.
“Doctor Miller is making sure everything is in order for you in the morning and…” I trail off.
“And?” She repeats.
“It’s under one condition though.”
“Which is?” She’s getting impatient now.
“You’ll need to have daily sessions with the psychiatrist. He’ll come to our house and I’ll make sure there’s a room available for you to feel comfortable in.”
“Oh…Okay… Yeah…” She mumbled. That little spark I saw earlier nowhere to be seen now. I take her hand and rub soothing circles with my thumb.
“It will be okay; I’ll be here every step of the way.” I sooth.
“Will you?” She questions.
“Yes, what would make you think otherwise?”
She looks at me with sad eyes and lets out a heavy breath.
“I don’t know how to fix me. You saw what they did to me, that’s just the physical evidence, and I feel broken beyond repair. All I want to do is sleep and cry and I’m trying my best to put on a brave face for all of you.”
My heart cracks hearing this.
“Will you still love me, support me even when I can’t love myself, if I can’t find my way back? Even if the darkness swallows me whole? Even…” She trails off.
“Even what?” I encourage her.
“Evenif my love for you, or your love for me, isn’t strong enough to keep me alive?” She bows her head and tears land on her sheets. I’m stunned, not knowing what to say, or do, or feel. I look at Lorenzo and he slowly shakes his head, not knowing how to respond himself.
