one thing

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I sat in the desolate room, the swan beds blanket covering my cold feet. I turned to Erik, peacefully smiling at me, his green eyes glimmering in the darkness.

"are you alright?" I asked

"oh, it's nothing" he grinned

I crawled back into the sheets, warmth surrounding me. I stroked Erik's face, leaning in just enough for me to feel his breath on my face.

a few hours passed and we were still awake.

"y/n?" he asked

"yes, Mon Cheri (my dear)"

"why me?"

"hm?"

"why me, why love me, you could have anyone, but it is me who you love"

"well, the truth is I don't know." Erik's eyes moved to meet mine again "I just, love you. everything about you is wonderful. your body, your personality, your talents, and everything else."

he stroked my chin and said

"thankyou, my love."

"Anything for you, mon Angie (my angel)

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