𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘, 𝘥. 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺

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▬▬ twelve; the moment they went.
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IT HAD ONLY passed an hour and they hadn't moved a muscle. She was in a trance of this new reality she had met while Dimitri was trying so hard not to cave in and run like he had done last time someone came for his help. Lauren was silent, barely even trying to translate his words to something she could understand because she was tired and she had a headache. The girl looked up and asked, "Who are you? Why are you helping me?"

"I am no human either," he said. "I am like you... Born to die. Only I didn't fulfil my purpose when I was supposed to, so now I hope that by helping you not do the same mistake, I will be forgiven."

"Your purpose?" She questioned. "Does this have anything to do with you being my mother's mentor?"

"Yes," he simply answered. Then there was this silence again. The silence she was so scared of. It gave her mind so much space to move forward memories and feelings that she used any excuse to push back. And she did it now too by raising her voice again.

"What did you mean when you said I am not allowed to be alive?"

This was a subject so emotional for even Dimitri, even though he didn't show that. "Your father, Tom, he has always been a cruel man with no other intention but to ruin our worlds. He has never had a single piece of compassion or love in his body, not a clue what it is to be a human. And your mother, Stella, the exact opposite. So sparkling of happiness and sharing love to everything and everyone in her way. When they met it was like fireworks and fire at the same time. Something blossomed between them when also a tragedy was being written. He didn't fall in love with her, but he fell in love with the idea that she loved him, and therefore he couldn't let her go. He was determined that he could learn to love her. She was so desperate to make him the man he couldn't be."

Lauren noticed his voice sometimes breaking and then readjusting, she recognized this was hard for him to talk about. "You don't have to continue."

"Oh, but I will," he answered. "The daughter of Stella Beachuêne deserves to know who her mother was."

Lauren only nodded and patiently waited for him to sort out his words. "In school, neither your mother nor your father had any friends. I don't suppose that is how they met, but I am sure it made them connect in a certain way. While everyone left Tom alone as he in his secrets wanted to learn the darkest of magics, your mother was constantly the victim of everyone else's entertainment. I remember how she'd tell me the stories of when she was either pushed into the toilets by some girls in her class or how they'd steal her belongings as she was sleeping."

As he paused Lauren spoke up, "Tell me how they met if you know."

He nodded, "Yeah, she told me many times. Someone had put a spell over her making it constantly pour rain down over her so she ran away, I can't recall where to but she found somewhere silence where she cried as the spell never disappeared. She didn't know how to defuse it at that time. Tom had caught her. She said his face had been so stone cold as he just simply flicked his wand so that the cloud and rain stopped.