| Blessed He gently brushed her chestnut brown hair away from her face, as she silently slept, nuzzled into his arm. SHe was as close as can be, not that he minded. He starred at her sleeping figure, as her chest slowly rised up and down. She looked almost heavenly, like an angel sent from God. He couldn�t believe he was si blessed to have her here with him. He had almost blown that chance for good. It wasn�t even 24 hours ago, that they had the arguement. The one where he could have lost her forever. She had confronted him about a rumour that was going around about him. She knew it probably was nothing, as the press always made lies about him, yet she had to be reassured by him that it indeed was false. But he couldn�t say it was false. From there it was war, as both threw words of hatred at the other, even though neither meant it. But then she walked away. Just like that. He later learned that it was because she didn�t want him to see her cry. This made him feel horrible, to know he was the one who caused her unhappiness, when he was so use to causing only happiness in her life. After she had left, and he had time to calm down, he relized how much in the wrong he was. The problem though, was to show her that. It took him awhile, but she finally forgave him. This is why he was so blessed, just to be able to hold her in his arms and watch her sleep. |
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