Romans & histoires My Smile Was Taken Long Ago

Someone taking very good care of it. I smiled.

It was the smile of someone who had just decided she wasn’t willing to lose. “Let’s see how long she keeps that smile.”

“But I really am and I want to tell you that-” His smile stopped me dead in my tracks. It was such a slow, easy smile that somehow completely transformed him. His eyes sparkled warmly and his features softened into something comforting but still powerful. The long jagged scar that marked the side of his face almost vanished against the brilliance of his smile.

I smile but why are tears accompanied with my smiles? "Hello beautiful, can I buy you a drink?" A charming young man with sharp features and an enigmatic smile walks in front of me. "Thank you so much but I'm sorry, she is already taken." Shelton answers for me and circles his hands around my shoulders in a possessive way. I try to give him an exuberant smile and failed because my happiness was not with him but someone else.

I looked back trying to act like I was avoiding him but the smile still creeps me out. "Why are you smiling? It's creepy so stop it." I said, trying to avoid him. He's been smiling ever since we left the hospital. It's just creepy seeing a smile from him. That rarely happens when he is around me. It was either a smirk or a stupid grin saying he proved me wrong. I hate that stupid grin.

Her smile disappeared completely. A slow smile spread across my lips. "So...shall we begin?"

Williams yawned dramatically against me. Then suddenly looked up again. “Can I ask one more question?” I sighed softly. “That depends.” “Do you smile like this with Daddy too?” I blinked slowly. “What?” He touched my face carefully with his tiny fingers. “Your happy smile.” My chest tightened painfully again. Because once upon a time… Yes. Lucas was the reason for most of my smiles. The real ones. The uncontrollable ones. The kind that made my cheeks hurt from laughing too much. And maybe…

His smile was faint, slow, and far too familiar. My stomach dropped.

The silence here had been slowly suffocating me. But since the prince said he could handle his brother, why not give it a try? Finally, I gave a small nod, and I watched as his face lit up with a wide, genuine smile,it was the kind that reached his eyes and made him look years younger. It was so disarming, so warm that, despite everything, I couldn't help the tiny, hesitant smile that tugged at the corner of my own lips in return. It felt strange, I couldn’t even remember the last time I had smiled at all.