Closer | A Theo Nott Enemies to Lovers Story

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I found myself lost in the depths of his love.

But as I looked down at our intertwined hands, a sudden sense of dread washed over me as I noticed a glowing string of magic circulating our arms, the unmistakable sign of an Unbreakable Vow.

My heart skipped a beat as I realized what Theo had done, the suggestion of his actions hitting me like a tidal wave. Fear gripped me in its icy embrace as I struggled to understand the gravity of the situation.

"Theo, what have you done?" 

I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and terror.

Theo's expression softened, his eyes filled with an intensity that took my breath away. 

"I couldn't bear the thought of losing you," 

"I would rather live a life of misery than choose death, knowing that you were no longer by my side."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I listened to his words, the depth of his love for me echoing through the very core of my being. Despite the fear that threatened to consume me, I couldn't help but be moved by the sincerity of his vow, by the depth of his commitment to our love.

"But Theo, what if something does happen to me?" 

I choked out, the weight of his words settling heavily upon me.

"I love you, Amalia," 

Theo whispered, his voice filled with a reverence that took my breath away. 

"More than life itself, more than words can ever express."

"I love you too, Theo," 

I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. 

"With every fiber of my being, with every beat of my heart, I love you more than anything in this world."

Within the heat of the love bomb Theo just nuked in the room, we were suddenly interrupted by a groggy voice from across the dormitory.

"Hey, Theo, did you happen to steal those dark romance books from the library again?"

Mattheo's voice carried across the room, his sleepy eyes blinking in confusion as he sat up in his bed.

I stifled a giggle, exchanging a look with Theo before he replied, 

"Why, Mattheo, whatever do you mean? I would never dream of such a thing."

"I overheard your speech, Theo. You sound like you stepped right out of one of those melodramatic novels that Madam Pince insists we take a look at."

Mattheo squinted suspiciously at us, his eyebrows furrowing in disbelief. 

"Oh, come now, Mattheo. A little romance never hurt anyone."

Theo grinned mischievously, his eyes sparkling with amusement. 

But what started as playful banter quickly escalated into a full-blown argument as Mattheo's accusations grew more insistent and Theo's denials more fervent.

"I'm telling you, Theo, I heard everything," 

Mattheo insisted, his voice rising with frustration.

"And I'm telling you, Mattheo, you're mistaken. Now drop it."

Theo's expression hardened, his patience wearing thin. But Mattheo refused to back down, his stubbornness matching Theo's own. 

"I know what I heard, Theo. You can't just deny it."

Before the argument could escalate any further, a sharp knock echoed through the room, causing all three of us to freeze in place. Panic washed over me as I realized that we had forgotten about the entire reason we were camped out in their dorm.