I will need a good swim after my mental breakdown. Nothing calms me down more than that. And this might be my last chance. When I get my wings back, I’ll never be able to do it again.
Fairies can’t swim.
Suddenly, my feelings are confusing me. I miss flying around but it was so many years ago. What if I’m making a big mistake with all this. What if I get my wings back and regret it? We always want what we don’t have.
I can’t think like this. I’ve come this far and I am not going back now. I’m doing it. And I’m doing it with Genevieve. I couldn’t possibly desire anything else.
“I think I can hear it, the waterfall.” Genevieve says with hope in her eyes.
She’s adorable when she’s excited, her smile big and eyes that light up like a thousand stars. I could look at her for the rest of my life.
”Yes, Ms. Super Hearing.” I say while smirking and let out a chuckle quiet enough for only me to hear. I can hear the waterfall too, of course, but it’s fun to irritate her a little. Not too much though.
“Stop it.” She says and pushes my shoulder. So freaking cute.
“Never, I know you like it.” I flirt with her.
Crossing her arms over her chest she shakes her head, rolls her eyes, andtsk tskat me. “You are something else, Ector.” Of course she’s smiling.
Please never stop saying my name, I think to myself.
Was this heaven? Because it sure feels like it.
Chapter 17
Genevieve
I’m truly starting to like him more than I would like to admit. He’s letting down his guard and it makes me feel like I’m a safety to him already.
When he broke down in my arms, I could feel his pain. I have a tendency to feel other fairies' emotions just as strongly as I feel my own. At that moment, I knew I never wanted to let go of him, ever. I wanted to keep him safe within my arms, his head pressed to my chest as my heart beat close to his ear.
How can I leave him after that? He’s in so much pain, he has only ever learned how to hide it from the world, for no one to see. But I see him. And I want to see every single side of him. I’m afraid that I will never be able to let him go after all this.
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As we arrive at the waterfall, I go completely mute. This is one of the most magical places I’ve ever seen.
There are three big gray cliffs surrounding the waterfall in three different sizes. On the middle sized cliff, there is a big deep blue tree, shining almost like a bright light, a second sun.
The lake is fenced by the bright blue grass and different flowers in different hues from the palette of the sky.
“I’m going to sit next to that tree on the cliff and write a little in my book.” I tell Ector, letting him know where to find me.
“Okay, you do that. I’m going to take a swim.” He screams after me since I’m already halfway to the tree.
When I get there, I sit down comfortably, leaning back against the tree trunk. The view from up here is absolutely amazing. The sun is shining through the leaves, casting rays on the water, making the lake look almost neon blue.
The waterfall, the birds, and the breeze make such a calming sound together. I needed this, nature will always be my therapy.
When I see Ector strip down, it suddenly clicks in my brain what he had just told me.
I’m going to take a swim.
But... Fairies can’t swim. Our wings get wet, heavy as a thousand rocks, and they get stuck as if glue forces them together.
He’s going to die if he jumps in.
“Ector, wait...” Not even getting the chance to finish my sentence, I see him jumping off the highest cliff, right into the deep lake.
