NIRELLEI lie on the bed with my face to the ceiling. I don't know if this was what girls in the movies and books meant when they said butterflies on the belly, but the feeling of reconciling with Lucien felt too good; it almost felt like a lie. My phone vibrates on the table, and I walk up to it. I pick up the phone and see it is another message from Yvette.'I was praising you, but you had to disappoint me with your actions.' I sigh at her message and how shallow she was being. I didn't know if she was just comfortable with Enoch and being the victim or if she just accepted her fate after all these years. If anyone had stayed with us, they would have been certain that I was not her child. She somehow grew to favour Cory over me at every given opportunity.I lock the phone and sigh, dropping it to the table. I did not need to worry myself with her, as I am sure that she would get off my back as soon as everything is off the internet. With the newfound relationship between Lucien and
NIRELLEHis body stiffens and then begins to relax, and before I know it, he is wrapping his hands across my body in return. I feel the plastic bag drop to the floor beside our legs, but I do not move away. I really do not know how I was hugging him because the thought of this kind of intimacy scared me a bit, but my urge to console him was greater than the feeling of fear in me."I am sorry," I hear him whisper into my hair, and I hate that he is apologising. It did not matter how much I looked at it; he had treated me just right, and every time, all I had managed to do was drag his name through the mud every single time. His grip on me became stronger, as if he was scared I'd disappear into thin air if he let me go."I am sorry too," I say again, and after a while, we both feel comfortable letting go. I look at him and try to smile, but I am not sure what I look like and whether it even looks like what should be seen."I have taken care of the reporters and the media; they shouldn't
NIRELLEI slowly come to myself and look around. I feel groggy, and my head is pounding as I try to sit in bed. The room is familiar and strange at once. I look around, and the interior is too different. I look around the room and see a little bit of light seeping in from the long curtains."What am I doing here?" I murmur gently as memories from yesterday flood my mind. I had been the one who voluntarily drank and even ran to Lucien's room. I look and see Lucien seated on the couch, fast asleep; there is a stool beside him with a tray that has a glass and a pitcher of water alongside a tablet of aspirin. I need to get out of here before he wakes up. I look down and see my slippers well arranged by the bedside.I take off the blanket from my body and feel a chilly air touch the exposed part of my skin. I drop to the floor, and I am already making a quiet exit out of the room when my body connects with a stool that stands randomly in the way. The sound of pain leaves my mouth a little t
NIRELLE"Why would he do that?" I ask Mara, but she shakes her head as if she does not have the answer to that."I have no idea, Mrs. Vexley. All I was told was to learn everything that could make you comfortable when you got here."I hated that I had questions that could not get answers. I should be used to the madness now with Yvette and Enoch bypassing every single question I ever had in my life, but this was different. This made my heart ache in a way I never thought was possible. And instead of trying to process whatever was going on, I wanted to drown it all away.If I went up to Lucien and asked him why, what would his answer be? Would he cook up a story or tell me the truth? Had I been his target from the get-go? Was I a pawn in his game, or did I mean more than I thought? No matter how much I thought of it, I just could not find the answers I needed."Ma'am, you need to stop now." Mara sounded worried, but since I could still hear her voice so clearly, I knew I was still too f
NIRELLEI stop the livestream and watch Lucien walk away. I can't wrap my mind around the reason he stops me when this is for his good. I want him to know that I am not here to use him or endanger him and that I can fight if the need arises. Maybe he is angry at me, disappointed that I had done all of this, and this even hurts more than thinking that he was angry. At least he could lash out like Theo, and I would understand, but all I got was silence and walking away.It had been a little over three days since he walked out of my room in disappointment, and I had been avoiding him the best I could, the same way Theo had been giving me the stink eye every time we passed by each other in the passage. I had thought I was fitting into the house, and now all of a sudden, I was an outcast.The image is disappearing from the internet, and fewer people are talking about it now. Cassian does not seem to react as he first did, and it tells me that Lucien must have been working behind the scenes
NIRELLELucien takes me to my room and leaves immediately. I am assuming that he wants to go and take care of whatever was happening. I could not help but feel guilt raid my heart. They had been so good to me that they did not deserve any of this, so why did I do this to them? It's not like I would have known what Cassian wanted to do, but then I should have known that a manipulator like him won't sit back."Don't check the posts or the comments," Lucien had said before he hurried out of the room. I know he was trying to protect me, but I just had to see what the people were saying. As my eyes trail down the comments lined on my screen, I am led to believe that this was a deliberate effort from Cassian because there is no way that everyone thinks he is the best fit for me.'I think the beautiful Nirelle is a better fit for Cassian; he is handsome and a kindhearted doctor, unlike Lucien, who we can't see.' I read that comment over and over again and wondered if things would have been di