Rejected, And Became A Heiress

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"I know I was a bastard in the past. How I treated you... well, there's no excuse for the things I've done-"I begin, letting the words flow through me freely, not stopping to think about what I'm saying.

Instead, I try to really speak from the heart. To finally give Cara a window into my mind... perhaps even into my soul.

"You really don't have to do this. It was so long ago-" Cara says, her voice sounding detached and far away, like she's simply calling out from another room of the house, even though she's standing 10 feet away from me. Suddenly I can't stand how separated we are. She's too far, she's not hearing me. I need to bring her closer. I need to explain.

I reach out, letting my hands snake around Cara's smooth arms, pulling her into me. "Cara, please, just give me a chance," I whisper into her fiery red hair, hoping she hears me.

"You have had enough chances, Alaric."

But she says it so softly.

"I-"My voice sounds almost like a plea for her forgiveness. "Just one more chance. I want to tell you how I truly feel."

There is a long silence.

silent prayers work, because I feel her give the faintest nod after the

her. The distance between us is almost nonexistent, and my hands still rest on her shoulders. It forces us to look directly into each

She is beautiful.

So utterly captivating.

need to make my

Damn it, I hope I can say this properly say everything I feel, everything I regret.

grasping for the right words. "-Something about us. About our past. About right now. I... I can't just

eyes widen. Then she lets out a bitter, almost mocking laugh, her

anger.

still have some twisted claim over me? That even

not the

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knocking at Cara's front door. Outside, I hear the muffled voices of the

to give her a big surprise. Like, a huge

down. She's been tired lately; she might still be sleeping."

soft creak of footsteps approaching the bedroom reaches

that truly matters. If I don't say it now, I might never have another chance to fix this-tò fix us. Cara glares at me, still angry. "So what

tightly into my arms, locking her against my