Chapter 46 The Truth About Our Childhood

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“The bracelet? The one that you were very upset about?” I was shocked, seeking confirmation from the beauty standing in front of me. I couldn’t help but wonder, was it possible that Ciana was… her?

Watching Ciana prepare for her wedding to Warren was frustrating in more ways than I could list. She seemed so happy about the entire situation. Her face was beaming, and she couldn’t stop smiling.

It was almost as if she’d forgotten that none of this was real, that we were only playing our roles, and that she wouldn’t really be marrying Warren.

‘I couldn’t think of anything nice to say about seeing her in any of the wedding gowns, but the words I used to describe the gowns didn’t really reflect my opinion about her.

In fact, she looked beautiful in anything that she wore.

So if my stupid brother didn’t notice that in this realm or in reality, then there was truly something wrong with him.

Now, with her still wearing the dress that complimented her breasts so nicely, she had begun to tell me something that might just change everything forever.

“Well, I have a secret….” she confessed.

I tried to hide my curiosity behind my scowl. It was easy-scowling was pretty typical for me.

“Well, you see, a long time ago,” she began, sinking down to sit on the edge of the little stage in front of the mirrors, “I was chasing a beautiful white pony through the woods when I found an injured young man.”

A chill went up my spine, but I was able to hide it from her. I knew this story-very well. “And?” I asked.

She looked up at me, and I saw that my sharpness had wounded her. Not for the first time. “I will spare you all of the details, but we spent some time in the woods together. 1 helped nurse him back to health, and he got a very special flower for me, one I couldn’t access by myself. It was nice. I felt like I had a connection to him.”

was his name?” I blurted out, wondering if she

her head. “He didn’t tell me, so I also decided not to tell him. But it was still one of the best memories in my life. It was just about… being

took a deep breath, held it for a second, and then let it out. “As a gift.” That

help me find him again one day. He had on a mask the whole time, so I could see his eyes, but I never saw

he had double vision the entire time because of the extent of his injuries…. I didn’t say

it’s like the

positive. I would

think Warren is this injured young man you found

temptation to argue with her, to tell her

found it. Maybe the young man that you gave it to tossed it in the

I’d angered her. “He wouldn’t throw it away!”

hands through her hair, pulling some of it loose from where it had been tied in the back of her head. Those loose ringlets framed her face, making her look even more

was upset. “I’m not stupid, and I’m not infatuated with your brother. I understand that what transpired between us all

know what

time, memories fade and are replaced with approximations of what truly transpired. I don’t know if the images I have in my mind of the young

about something like that, her connection to the injured young

his kindness in getting that flower for me, but thinking that I was

formed on my lips before I could stop it. “And

turned to look at me, and for a moment our eyes met. I saw a flicker of emotion I hadn’t

in her eyes that she was genuinely considering whether she was in love at

person. He’s kind, considerate, and caring. He’s gone out of his way to help me in ways that no one else ever has.” Her words were complimentary of my brother, but they also implied that I was

right, of course. It seemed that every time my brother had come to her rescue, it had been

certainly

where Ciana was now pulling herself up off

more to me, and while I knew it had to have been difficult for her to open up and share such an intimate secret with me, I had to keep acting like it wasn’t a big

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