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A Shift In The Relationship

Author: QueenRani6
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 23:59:48

OPHELIA

The walk back to the Palace is silent.

But the silence is not the usual tense and thick quietness I’m used to. It’s different–calm, light and gentle.

When Damian proposed taking me somewhere, I would have never guessed it would be a place as intimate as the hill he shared with his beloved mother.

The look on his face when he spoke about her only corroborated what Katrina told me. Damian loved his mother to bits. And painfully so.

He tried his best to hide it but I could see the tears in his eyes when he reminisced the memories he had with her.

I can't even begin to imagine the trauma he must have faced when he came to his senses and realised he killed her. And I’m ashamed that I brought it up without knowing anything about his history.

With the birds chirping away, I playfully skip down the path and Damian shakes his head at me. I laugh, feeling happy after the sour morning we had at breakfast.

Damian showed me a different side of him today. A more vulnerable, kind, and carin
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