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Meghan,”
whispered a voice, heart wrenchingly familiar, drawing me out of the void. I
recognized it immediately, just as I realized it was a figment of my desperate
imagination, because the real owner of that voice would never be here, talking
to me.
“Wake up,” he murmured, his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. “Don’t do this. If you don’t come out of this soon, you’ll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us.”
I didn’t want to wake up. There was nothing but pain waiting for me in the real world. If I was asleep, I couldn’t feel anything. If I was asleep, I didn’t have to face Ash and the cold contempt on his face when he looked at me. Darkness was my retreat, my sanctuary. I drew back from Ash’s voice, deeper into the comforting blackness. And, through the layer of dreams and delirium, I heard a quiet sob.
“Please.” A hand gripped mine, real and solid, anchoring me to the present. “I know what you must think of me, but…” The voice broke off, took a ragged breath. “Don’t leave,” it whispered. “Meghan, don’t go. Come back to me. I
have now been married ten years. I know what it is to live entirely for and
with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest - blest beyond
what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is
mine. No woman was ever nearer to her mate than I am: ever more absolutely bone
of his bone and flesh of his flesh. I know no weariness of my Edward's society:
he knows none of mine, any more than we each do the pulsation of the heart that
beats in our separate bosoms; consequently, we are ever together. To be together
is for us to be at once free as in solitude, as gay as in company. We talk, I
believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but more animated and an
audible thinking. All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is
devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character - perfect concord is the
result.When
you loved someone and had to let them go, there will always be that small part
of yourself that whispers, "What was it that you wanted and why didn't you
fight for it, I stared. I'd had they come first drilled into me
since I was a child. It was what all guardians believed. Only the dhampirs
who'd run away from their duty didn't subscribe to that. What he said was
almost like treason. Jessica. For god's sake, he said. Allow me to do at least
one common courtesy for you. In spite ow what 'women's lib' teaches you,
chivalry does not imply that women are powerless. On the contrary, chivalry is
an admission of women's superiority. An acknowledgment of your power over us. This is the only form of servitude a Vladescu
ever practices, and I perform it gladly for you. You, in turn, are obligated to
accept graciously.So, it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're
gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you.
I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. Will you do something for
me, please, Just picture your life for me? Thirty years from now, forty years
from now? What's it look like? If it's with him- go. Go! I lost you once, I
think I can do it again, if I thought that's what you really wanted. But don't
you take the easy way out.Yet, it had been Dimitri’s gentleness and
thoughtfulness mixed with that deadliness that made him so wonderful. The same
hands that wielded stakes with such precision would carefully brush the hair
out of my face. The eyes that could astutely spot any danger in the area would
regard me wonderingly and worshipfully, like I was the most beautiful and
amazing woman in the world.If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no
more than because,,,,
“Wake up,” he murmured, his deep voice cutting through the layers of the darkness. “Don’t do this. If you don’t come out of this soon, you’ll fade away and drift forever. Fight it. Come back to us.”
I didn’t want to wake up. There was nothing but pain waiting for me in the real world. If I was asleep, I couldn’t feel anything. If I was asleep, I didn’t have to face Ash and the cold contempt on his face when he looked at me. Darkness was my retreat, my sanctuary. I drew back from Ash’s voice, deeper into the comforting blackness. And, through the layer of dreams and delirium, I heard a quiet sob.
“Please.” A hand gripped mine, real and solid, anchoring me to the present. “I know what you must think of me, but…” The voice broke off, took a ragged breath. “Don’t leave,” it whispered. “Meghan, don’t go. Come back to me.
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