《Tales of Sehrlana》The Past
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Chris opens his eyes and sees Eva with her eyes closed, in a close embrace beside him.
He liked getting up before her so that he can watch her like this. Her eyes were closed, some of her hair was on her face, he carefully removed them to see her properly.
She had a small nose, but just right for her face, her chin had a small mole, he loved kissing it, she had thin lips, watching them he felt the urge to feel them but refrained from it as he didn't want to disturb her sleep. Everything on her face felt so natural just the way its suppose to be.
But it was her eyes that Chris liked the most, she had round eyes, but what made them special was the way she looked at him with them. She would look right through him, she needed just one look to know what he was feeling.
Occasionally he would see it, the look that meant "You are the one I want, you are the one I love." He used to look forward to those moments. He wondered if she understood how much he loved her "Did she see it the same way I see it in her?"
He liked watching her, in her sleep like this. He could spend his whole life just looking at her.
He put his thoughts aside, carefully removing himself from the bed without disturbing her. Chris always woke up before Eva at her place, this was their thing. If they spend the night at Chris's place, in the morning Eva would make breakfast and the opposite if it was her place. Today staying at Eva's place the task fell upon him.
He went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Chris liked doing this, he will do anything for her. She loved a cheese omelet with some slices of bacon and orange juice to go with it. He prepared it and went back to the bedroom.
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For Chris, this moment gave him all the purpose in life.
The moment he enters, she wakes up, getting up from the bed holding on to the blanket (Chris smirks inside imagining if he has not already seen it all). She looks up, her hair all messed up, barely able to open her eyes, their eyes meet and Chris sees it, that look which tells him, How much she loves him, followed by a smile, that smile would just melt him, he smiles back.
He found nothing in life more perfect than seeing her like this in her most vulnerable state, making him realise she was his and he was her. There was nothing he wouldn't do for her....
Darkness
Son?..... Young Master?....wake up Young Master...
Chris opens his eyes, to see Roger and Sarah looking over him with concern. Sarah is almost in tears, he gets up, he sees William standing in the distance away from him.
"Are you ok son", Sarah asks. Chris tries to recollect but everything feels all messed up. "Wasn't I with Eva? Eva? Where is she? What am I doing here?
It takes him some time to come to recollect his last four years and being born into this world. "Wasn't I in the middle of the naming ceremony?"
He looks at Sarah and asks, "Mother how did the ceremony go?"
Sarah looks at Chris and just breaks down, "Oh my child, I will always love you, no matter what"
Chris wants to ask her more, but he feels very tired. "I love you too mother" for some reason he says it loud, like an auto reflex reply. Hearing this Sarah unable to hold her tears just takes off, William glances at Chris and walks off.
Chris found all this very puzzling, but he just wanted to sleep, he felt tired. Roger gives him a reassuring smile, asks him to rest and that things will be ok.
Before sleep took over, all he could think of was Eva, where is she?, What happened to her? Is she ok? I want to see her....Eva...Eva...E...V
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