In the mere weeks it has been since I first met Roman, I’ve grown quite… fond of him *smiles softly* I never imagined being friends with one of the “Dreaded Fang”, let alone becoming intimate with one. When I saw first hand the extent of one’s blood lust I was frightened, but when I realized how he was able to spare the baby…Abel, my heart softened.
I understand now that Roman can no more change what he is any more than I can change what I am. But there’s good in him, I see it every time he looks at Abel. A softness that I have enjoyed spying when he doesn’t realize I’m looking. None his gestures, to Abel or myself are lost on me. Thinking of each and every one of them, I am warmed by the knowledge that despite the evil he can do and possibly wants to do, he cares for both of us. Perhaps I am a silly little Fae for trusting him…but I do.
Abel grows bigger and stronger every day. I never saw myself raising a baby, despite my love for children. *smiles* I enjoy spending time with Abel, rocking him, taking him out in the sun to visit the ducks, and watching him sleep. I fear I have fallen in love with this tiny little defenseless thing that was once lost to the world. Even if my part in his life is short-lived, I am honored to have spent those precious moments with him.
*laughs* I still don’t understand Abel’s and Roman’s obsession with my hair. It seems one or the other has their hands entangled in it at all times. Life has surprised me once again. In the first time since I’ve left, I honestly don’t miss Faery and I’m truly happy.
~Kayley
~Kayley
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