Chapter 100: He is indeed Crazy
Abrielle froze when she heard him, and then she glanced at his face from her lower view. A soft smile graced her lips as she burst into a laugh. Was her mind delusional to imagine him saying something so sweet in her dream?
Cedric was spellbound seeing her laugh unguarded and genuinely smiling. "I must be crazy to imagine you saying something so sweet to me when I am not her." She chimed. Cedric’s brows furrowed, trying to make sense of her words.
"Maybe you are not the only crazy one." He answered, he always knew he had a couple of loose nuts but he must have lost them all. ’ Don’t believe it, you must be going crazy. She is evil and vile under that pretty appearance.’ the desperate voice in his head said.
Oddly, he didn’t have those voices in his head until he met her; her appearance really did make him go crazy. "I guess so; hearing it makes it seem true, but it’s a far-fetched dream." She chimed, grabbing his hand to rest her head on.
Her family was right; with the amount in her bank and royalties, they should be doing well. Her mother was a good Manager, so she would spend it well. She only wished to have spent more time with them before being thrown into this hellhole.
Her head found a comfortable position on her shoulders, which she learned on. He was very warm, the kind of warmth she never expected from his cold heart. "It’s not a dream, Abrielle; maybe we can make this work. Let me take you home with me." His voice tenderly said.
The more tender and warm he was the more convinced she was about it being a dream. She shook her head refusing to leave this fleeting dream.
"I want to stay in this dream longer. Just like this for a bit longer." She requested tenderly and he could not say no. She was right this was a dream because there was no way he had offered her to be his home. When he thought about home his mind was always blank.
Then again at the ball after Abrielle ran off. Instead of going towards Abrielle, he went towards Callista. He remembered how scared Callista also was; everything was a blizzard, which made him more confused.
When he was with Abrielle, he had this feeling in his head that he didn’t belong with her but someone purer, which was funny because how can someone as dark as him need something pure,
But when he was with Callista, who had this glow to draw him in, her eyes always reminded him of Abrielle, his heart was telling him it was also wrong. He glanced at his arm where he heard her soft breaths. She was already asleep clinging onto him. A smile graced his lips amused that someone like this wanted to kill him. "You are more interesting than I thought."
His gaze went back to the fire that had already gone off long ago, and it went ablaze again. He leaned back against the cave walls as a rough breath left his lips.