The Fear Of Letting Go Dramione Novels & Stories

The love was there, fierce and undeniable, but the fear had twisted it into something painful. Damon ran a hand through his hair, looking exhausted and broken. “I’m sorry, I know I’m going too far. But the terror doesn’t leave me, Eve. It never leaves.” I stepped forward, pulling him into a hug with Lily between us. “I know, I’m scared too. But we have to find balance. For them, for us.” He held us tightly, kissing the top of my head and Lily’s curls. “We’ll find it. I promise. I’ll ease up. But please... let me protect you. Let me do this.”

Camron listened patiently as I opened up, I was ready to free my inner self and make peace at that point. "I thought I could fix things, but she... she doesn't want to see me anymore. And I can't blame her after everything I've done." "It sounds like you're carrying a lot of guilt and longing," Dr. Camron observed gently. "Tell me, Daniel, what is it that you fear the most right now?" I swallowed hard, the truth emerging despite my efforts to suppress it. "I'm afraid of being alone, Camron," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.

Fear is starting to swim in her blue eyes and it feeds whatever this is under my skin. "I know you feel it, D. I know it's really strong in you just like it is in me. If you trigger this there is no going back. Once you take a life that's it. It'll define you. Everything you do will feel meaningless compared to the itch this brings. You want things, D. I know you do. Are you giving them up for this stupid little girl who doesn't mean shit?" he presses. I keep my eyes on her for a moment and then scan the crowd who is watching us. Gwen has her hands tightly around my wrist. The fear on her face says it all. There is no way out of this. Our world doesn't work that way.

“What’s wrong with you?” Damon didn’t answer immediately. His gaze wandered as though searching for something intangible, something he couldn’t quite grasp. When he finally spoke, his voice was uneven, almost trembling. “I already told you… I’m afraid of losing you. But what’s worse is the thought of not even having the chance to keep trying.”

The room went quiet again before Sophia finally whispered: “Please don’t tell papà.” I looked at her for a long moment. Then nodded once. “I won’t.” Relief flooded her face so quickly it almost hurt to look at. And somehow…. that terrified me the most. ******* The drive to the studio should’ve been peaceful. Instead Draco had other things in mind. Out of all my cousins Draco is the only one completely incapable of keeping a woman. "So," Draco said, adjusting his mirror so he could see me. "Tell me about this dance thing. You gonna shake your ass for a bunch of people?"

"Elena. Elena, do you understand what this means?" "I don't think I can fully understand anything right now," Elena admitted, laughing through her own tears, looking down at the small face now blinking sleepily up at her, entirely unaware of the storm of relief currently breaking over the room on her behalf. "I've spent so long preparing for something else. Preparing to love her exactly as she was going to be, no matter what that looked like. I don't know how to just — let that fear go, all at once." "You don't have to let it go all at once," Dr. Reyes said kindly. "Relief takes time to settle, the same way fear did. Just let yourself be here, with her, and let the rest catch up when it's re

He did not answer right away, and when he finally spoke, his voice carried a fear he rarely let me see so plainly, a rawness that told me exactly how much this had cost him to say aloud. "Then we make certain that knowledge does not matter when the moment comes." We walked the rest of the way back to camp in silence, the four of us close together against a cold that had nothing to do with the weather, and I found myself watching Dorian and Sable ahead of us, the careful way he still kept one hand near her even now that the danger had passed, as though some part of him could not quite believe she was truly out of the tendrils' reach. "He is going to carry that fear a long time," I said quietl

"Not just about Damian standing close to you. About all of it. The time you've been spending with him, the things you've told him that I didn't know about, the way you looked at him like you were actually seeing him instead of just seeing the person who tried to take you from me. It made me feel like I was losing something before I even understood what I was supposed to be fighting for." "You're not losing anything," I said. "I know that now. Or I'm trying to." He rubbed a hand over his face, exhaling slowly. "But in the moment, all I could think about was that everyone's always trying to take you away from me — the coven, the witches, Damian, all of it — and somewhere along the way, being s

He thought for a moment, knowing that she was right, but still not so willing to say it, in fear that it really happened. “I’m afraid…” he started, and made a small pause, looking down at the cloud and the uncertainty that it represented. “I FEAR LOSING YOU!” he said out loud, and she smiled. “And I’m afraid of losing you too. Now, can you trust me and let go? We’ll fall, but this is the way we’ll face the fear… you were who taught me that there were ways to leave the mirrors sooner, remember? I don’t see the need to try and survive a mirror that will constantly put us both in danger if we can get out just by letting ourselves fall!”

As I say those words, my pack members started mumbling to each other in confusion. “I ran from my mate. I ran from the mate bond. I cursed the Moon Goddess for choosing me after making all of werewolf kind believe that fated mates have disappeared. I was scared…” “We were scared,” Daya cut me off. She laced her fingers with mine and gave me an endearing look, telling me I wasn’t alone in my feelings. “Darius and I both ran from the mate bond. I didn’t want to risk losing my mate to the plague, and I didn’t want to take the chance that my sisters would lose another loved one. I allowed my fear to control me. I tried to push Darius away. I allowed my selfishness, and my wants, to cause him pai