Her secret mate

Hushed conversations

I walked out, leaving the two of them to have a hushed conversation between the two of them. A big part of me was very curious about what they were talking about, but I knew better than to force myself into that conversation.

The moment I stepped out of the room, I felt this strange sense of longing to go back, but I pushed it off to just the fact that I probably miss Darcy again already.

Lost in thoughts and my own feelings, I didn't even notice that I had already walked up to my old room. For a second I could not help myself, but lingered at the door.

It was still unlocked, just like the day I sat on the roof with Colin.

This room held so many memories...

It was the only place in the house that was truly mine. I had the walls painted deep emerald green. Not to mention that, over the years, I picked out every little part of the room myself, creating a space completely up to my taste.

But now it is gone.

The walls were colored a neutral, off-white color. The bed and every other piece of furniture was gone. It was just a bland empty space that felt like a mockery to the place I once called my own.

"Wow, you were not exaggerating... it is really gone."

I felt Darcy whisper right behind me. His hands slowly wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me into his chest. Without me even noticing it, my eyes started to fill with tears and I tried to control my breathing, so I would not lose control over my emotions.

"It's okay darling..."

He whispered into my hair as he slowly pulled me into his chest even more.

"No it's not... Darcy... it is all gone. Every piece of furniture, clothing and even nick knack that I collected over the years... it is all never to be found again."

No longer could I control my tears as I took a deep sniffling breath.

"Are you sure that it is really gone? Maybe we can retrieve at least some of it?"

All I could do was shake my head, because he just didn't understand it.

"It's all gone. I know she made sure that I could never find it."

Turned me around and forced my face into his neck.

"I'm so sorry, Val... did she tell you why she did it?"

I shook my head as it was pressed into his neck.

"No, she just said that she wanted to remodel it."

"But why would she go to all these lengths? There are plenty of rooms to choose from in this mansion. Why not choose one of them?"

I just shook my head, suddenly feeling very tired.

"There is no way to tell right now. My best guess is that it's just another power game for the two of them. Or maybe I offended them once again, and they decided to deliver a punishment, by taking my home away from me... but I do not know what the true intentions here were. I don't put it past them, to just forget that I exist, and so I am sure my mother was aching to sing her teeth into this room. Even before I left, I knew that one day she would clear it out without me even knowing about it... which makes my reaction to all this so stupid... I knew that this would happen and soon, but it still hurt... why the hell did it hurt? They have shown me more times than I care to count that they do not care about me. That they would be more than happy that I would not exist and yet... and yet I still get hurt each time they do something like that. At this point, I am pretty sure that I am just crazy."

Frustrated and sad, I buried my face deeper into his chest, completely ignoring the surrounding space, while letting his presence calm the storm of sadness in me.

As if he heard my silent call, he tightened his hands around me and fully pulled me into his embrace. It worked so well, like it always did. The sadness and traces of anger faded away and it felt like I could finally take a deep breath in. As the cool air around us filled my chest, it chased away the last traces of negative emotion.

With a deep sigh, I forced my eyes to open as I looked at everything in the room... which was not a lot, because generally it was just bare walls, but I guess I still saw the ghost of what it once was.

It felt so sterile and empty that my heart started to ache again.... the softeness in his eyes made me relax.