Only time has the capability of giving and healing wounds. Humans are mere his followers doing what time has in store for them.

-Damien

I sat next to my mother's death bed. She was pale and her breathing shallow. No signs that she was alive. It was only her soulful black eyes looking at me with affection.

Her affection made me choke my sobs. I wanted to give her a goodbye in a good manner. She always said that seeing me happy was the most peaceful thing for her.

I wanted to provide her with that peace. I wanted to be her brave child.

With shaky hands I held her fragile ones. They were cold. She slightly turned her head in my direction and passed me one of her sweet smile.

"Don't go.", I whispered.

First papa and now she. How will I live?

"Your dad is calling me honey. I have to go.", she said.

She was married today but the first person she thought about was dad.

Was it just the coincidence that both were to die on the same day.

"Stay for Marcus at least.", I begged.

She sighed and patted my wet cheek.

"I married Marcus so that you have someone to call dad. I know Marcus can never take his place but still. I have to go.", ma pleaded.

"Take me with you then. I want to be with both of you.", I murmured.

Mom shook her head.

"I can't. I can't betray your father. When your dad was telling you about finding your prince I was standing right outside the door. Listening to both of you.", she said.

"But eavesdropping is bad.", I argued.

She chuckled but it soon turned into a cough. I rushed to get her water but she stopped me.

"Listen my sweet girl. You have a long life dear and everyone that comes has to go. You come alone and you go alone. You can't argue with nature. We will both watch you from up. Be a strong girl and always remember I gave birth to you. You are a part of my whole and I want you to be and do everything I couldn't. I have a diary....."

She stopped suddenly. Her hands fell and eyes rolled back. She looked peaceful that only meant one thing that she was also gone.

"Mom!"

I woke up with a jolt. Cold sweat running down my face.

It was just a dream Rain. Just a dream.

I repeated this line in my mind. My heart was hammering in my chest. I closed my eyes and swallowed back my tears.

"Bad dream?"

I heard a voice and jumped.

I looked in that direction for the source of voice but my tears and the darkness has my vision blurred.

The man got up and pulled the curtains making the light come in.

Damien

He was standing there brooding. He crouched on the bed near me and placed his hand on my forehead. He glared at my forehead. Maybe reprimanding it.

"You still have a fever.", Damien stated. His tone sharp.

Why was he this angry?

"Damien", I said softly placing my hand on his right cheek. He nuzzled his nose in my hand making me giggle.

"You think it is funny. Because of me you are ill. I should have taken you to a restaurant not out on the beach in a chilly weather.", he said angrily. He was angry at himself.

Now it was my turn to laugh. He looked at me questionably. I muffled my laugh using my hand.

"Damien I have a weak immunity. Me falling is a simple thing. I don't think nana and nanu were even bothered that I have fallen ill.", I stated.

"I don't know how you tolerate Naomi. She is crazy.", Damien said as he ran his hand through his hair.

I smiled at him.

"Do you still want to go to see your parents?", Damien asked hesitantly.

I placed my hand on the locket and took a deep breath.

"You said this locket gave you courage then it will give courage to me too. I will go see them.", I said with determination.

"Fine. Let's first go to Naomi's place to pick up Amber. Then we will go to their grave.", he said.

"Amber is there?", I asked Damien.

"Yeah. They wanted to spend some more time with her.", he stated.

I nodded my head.

"Have these medicines and then get ready.", Damien stated.

"Alright.", I said as I swallowed the medicines Damian handed to me.

After having them I got down the bed to realise I was in polo tee thrice my size with my sweatpants.

I know Damien haven't changed me but why was I wearing his shirt?

"Damien why am I in your shirt? Like you could have had someone change me in one of mine.", I asked confused.

Damien smirked.

"I wanted to see how you look in my shirt and I must say it is the best sight.", he said bluntly.

My mouth was agape. This man has no shame. I pulled one pillow and threw it on him.

"You thought that would really hurt me angel?", Damien asked amused.

I felt my cheek flare as I left for the bathroom ignoring him and tried hiding my blush.

I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth. Next I did my business and rushed to take a bath. The water soothe my stiff muscles.

I could feel the medicines working making me a bit drowsy but I pat my cheek as I dried my body and wore a bathrobe.

I left the bathroom to see milk and cookies kept on the bed. I smiled to myself.

I changed into a pair of black skinny jeans and a black coat over a purple tee. Not like I planned to remove my coat so it was fine.

I drank the milk that was kept on the bed and ate the two large white choco chip cookies. It was delicious.

Once my stomach was full I went down to see Damien on the couch with his laptop on his lap. He seemed too engrossed in his work to notice me.

I stood in front of him and flicked his forehead. He looked at me with his eyes wide. As if never expected that. I though he would at least wince but no such thing happened.

"You say I walk in an inhumane manner then what about you?", Damien asked teasingly.

I simply glared at him fed up of his teasing.

He got up and only then I realized our immense height difference. He placed his hand on my forehead and hummed to himself.

"Your fever is going down.", he stated.

I simply nodded my head as a yawn left my mouth. The medicines were really making me drowsy.

Damien took my hand as we left the house. A car was standing outside. The driver came out and bowed his head. I was taken back by this sort of respect but Damien looked well acquinted with it.

"You aren't driving today?", I asked him.

"Nah. I just don't feel like driving today.", he said and I merely nodded my head.

Damien opened the door for me as I hopped inside the spacious back of the car whose neither name nor model I knew. Damien followed me in quickly.

The car roared to life and soon we were on road.

Damien pulled up the separator so that the driver couldn't hear our voice.

"Oh!", I exclaimed.

"What's wrong?", Damien asked me.

"I forgot my phone and purse.", I stated. How irresponsible of me.

"That is okay. You can use my phone and don't worry about cash.", Damien stated.

"Alright. Can I make a call?", I asked and Damien nodded his head passing me his phone.

"Put in the password", I asked.

"0032", he stated as I put in the password. I dialed nanu's number and after two rings he picked it up.

"Hello! Who is this?"

I heard nanu's voice from other side of the line.

"Hey nanu! It is me Rain. We are coming there so I just wanted to know if Amber has taken a bath?", I asked him.

"Don't worry about it cupcake. She has taken a bath and had been fed. How is your fever?", nanu asked.

"I am fine. Don't worry.", I said.

"Alright cupcake then see you here soon.", nanu stated.

"Yeah.", I said and cut the call.

I passed the phone back to Damien.

"What you dreamt about?", Damien asked still looking outside.

"Nothing. Just my mom lying on her death bed. I always get such dreams on their death anniversary.", I said in a monotone. Not wanting to feel any emotions.

"You know it's not good to lock up your feelings. It will lead to something threatening. I am saying this because I gave gone through it.", Damien stated.

As soon as those words left his mouth a lone tear slipped down my eye.

The image of my mom lying on her death bed and my dad on my lap bloodied played in my mind.

"It h-urts.", I stammered in pain. My lungs are contraction fictitiously. I looked up at the hood of the car to stop the tears but they were not stopping. It was like Damien's word broke a dam.

"I haven't visited them for the past six years.", I stated.

Abashed. This is how I felt.

I looked up at him to see he was looking at me softly. His lips were neither tugged in a smile or sneering in disgust.

Damien hoisted me up at placed me on his lap. I gasped at the sudden moment.

Damien put his chin over the crown of my head as he tightly tied his hand around me. His warmth was melting me from inside out.

"Time will heal everything my sweet.", Damien murmured softly as he rubbed circles on my back.

"When Damien? I have been waiting for six years and still my wounds haven't healed.", I said in frustration throwing my hands up.

"Just you believe your wounds haven't healed.", Damien said softly looking down at me.

"But...."

"Shhh.. Just listen to me. If your wounds shouldn't have healed then could you have been such a good mother? Could you have been an independent working woman? Could you have came out of that hell as kind hearted as you are today and most importantly could you share your childhood and talk about your father without crying. Remember when day before yesterday in night you told me your father was a superhero. You weren't crying at that moment. Still you believe your wounds haven't healed?", Damien said.

I was left speechless. I didn't know what to say.

"Time is the biggest healer but it isn't a magic wand that everything will be done quickly. It takes pains and efforts to come out victorious and the reason why you couldn't go to meet your parents is because of your scars that are in your heart. You are scared of showing them to your parents. But is it right to even keep there grand daughter from meeting them. You say they were amazing people then I think Amy has all the rights to visit them. Trust me angel you will feel a lot better and lighter after meeting them.", Damien concluded.

He was right. I was no one to keep Amber from knowing about her grand parents even if they were no more.

"I am sorry.", I said not to Damien but to my parents and Amber but ironically non of them were present.

"Now wipe of your tears. Now I don't think you want Amy to see you crying.", Damien said and I nodded. Before I could wipe my eyes, Damien already started wiping of the tears using his thumb.

Damien bent down and placed a kiss below my lower eyelid on either side. I was looking in his eyes as they flickered between my eyes and lips. He was about to pull back but before that I placed my lips on his softly in a gentle kiss. He responded quickly yet softly as if I was fragile and even the slightest force could break me.

I pulled back very quickly and muttered a shy thank you before exiting the car. I didn't give Damien any chance to say anything because I felt too embarrassed. My cheeks were on fire as I rang the doorbell of the house.

"Rain!", nana squealed like a teen pulling me in a hug.

Before I could enter the house Damien was standing right beside me.

"Where is nanu and Amber?", I asked.

"Well they are playing with your birthday gift.", nana stated sounding quite annoyed.

"Nana I am too old for toys.", I stated.

"Wait till you see your gift honey. You will love it. I guarantee you.", nana said smugly.

"Amber, mom is here.", nana shouted.

I turned my eyes in the direction of the stairs. Soon I say Amber coming down. I looked closely to see she had something in between her arms, cradling it.

"F*ck Naomi! Don't tell me.", Damien groaned.

I smacked his chest.

"Language.", I hissed. His eyes widen and he nodded his head.

Soon Amber stood directly in front of me. I bent down to see she had a fur ball in between her arms. My eyes twinkled. I put my hand forward as Amber handed that fur ball to me.

I looked in his chocolaty brown eyes as I brushed his golden coat. I felt tears glistened in my eyes. It was a Teacup Pomeranian. My dream pet.

It made a cute sound making me look at him with awe. I brought him close to my mouth as he licked my nose making me giggle.

"Nana you are amazing."

It was my turn to squeal. Nana passed me a bright smile.

"Now that you don't work and have all the time in the world. I thought I would get you your dream dog.", nana said proudly.

"Hey I chose it.", nanu interfered.

I looked at nanu coming down the staircase.

"Even I am amazing.", nanu said pouting.

"Both my grandparents are amazing and I love you both so much.", I said sincerely.

"So what you named him?", I asked to no one in particular.

"How do you know it's a male?", Damien asked.

"Because I wanted a male dog and I am sure it is a male.", I stated with confidence.

"We were waiting for you. It is your birthday gift so you should decide it's name.", nanu stated.

I looked at him and thought for a moment.

"He has chocolaty brown eyes so how about coco?", I asked.

"That is a lovely name Rain.", nana complimented. I looked down at Amber for her approval. She even nodded her head.

"Do you like it baby?", I asked the puppy while rubbing the back of his left ear. He was just slightly bigger than my palm. So tiny and cute.

He let go of a small bark in approval making us all laugh.

I looked back at Damien who was glaring at the puppy.

"Damien?"

"I f*cking hate pets.", Damien groaned making everyone laugh even louder.