"I guess that is what made your hatred of me so hard to bear," I mumbled. "I knew you had that kind of tenderness and kindness inside you, you just had no desire to share it with me."
"Tabitha," he started but I quickly cut him off. I didn't need his apologies or attempts to explain his actions. I was always on my own and I will always be on my own.
"It's alright. I'm not dumb. I know you only wish to make peace now so that you can have a child with me and make your mother happy. In three years time, you'll want nothing to do with me. That's okay, as long as I still get to see my child and help raise them, though I wouldn't be able to give them the life you could. My only ask is that when you rid yourself of me, you don't do the same to Clarissa, she really likes you," I spoke softly, scooting away from him.
"I'm not going to-" he started but I interrupted again.
"Alexios, it is okay. You were forced into this marriage to appease your mother. That doesn't mean you shouldn't have the chance to find real love, someone who lights up your world and makes you feel happy. That's not me," I whispered.
"How do you know you don't make me happy?" He asked.
"I can see it in your eyes," I spoke raising my hand to his cheek. "Every time you look at me you have this stormy expression. Like the very idea of me disturbs you, like it pains you to be around me. When I look into your eyes I see pity, and guilt. Not the warmth of affection. I know you feel something for me, but it's infatuation. It what drove the passion behind that kiss. But if you knew the real me, and the darkness that surrounds me, you would run for the hills."
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