The Prince's Duchess { Illyria Series 1 } - COMPLETED

Chapter 6: I'm a Duchess?!

Sarina's POV:

6 months of recuperating after getting my eyes fixed should have been a normal thing for someone like me.

But I was wrong.

I had been so depressed for the last 2 months after hearing the cause of Henry's death that I refused to eat most of the time to keep my strength.

Somehow deep inside, I was the last thing that killed him even though he did say he was dying; I just could not accept that he was gone.

I chose to punish myself for failing to save another loved one.

But my stubborn and tactless cousin would not hear of it. At first, she let me wallow in my self-pity but after seeing my weight drop so fast, she lost her patience and scolded me one day.

"Henry will not come back! He is gone and you know why? Because he wanted to save you and what are you doing with that chance he gave you? You are not like this cousin! I know the old you knows that Henry chose to save you because you are worth saving! Please.....don't do this." she said. "Please don't think you don't deserve to live because lots of people need you. I need you."

That impassioned speech somehow triggered something in me and it had me feeling guilty for worrying my cousin who had been like a sister to me.

I never heard my cousin broke down sobbing so loudly in front of my bed before when I agreed to eat again, I must have really worried the poor girl.

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Seymone proved to be the strong pillar I needed to fight my depression as I tried to recover.

After painfully accepting the fact that there was nothing I could have done to prevent Henry from dying; I decided to live so that he will continue to exist through me.

I then started gaining back my old weight and felt my patient gown fitting my curves again. She even took a commemorative photo when I reached my normal weight as a celebration.

It was a slow healing process but my cousin was always with me and It made me love her more than ever.

Three months passed by when the doctors decided that my eyes have been recovering enough so they removed the bandages little by little until I felt the cloth bindings slip from my face.

Cool air greeted my eyes as I slowly opened them and squinted a bit since the light was still too much after months of being in the dark.

A collection of shocked gasps greeted me, even Seymone's face was one of shock. Then even her jaw dropped.

W-what is going on? Are my eyes crossed? Is it a complication?

My cousin was the first one to speak.

"It's.....grey!" her voice shook as she gave me a mirror.

My eyes were still not used to the light even though the doctors had a few lights dimmed for my comfort.

What I saw in the mirror made my heart jump.

Henry's eye color. That unnerving yet strikingly beautiful silver grey with blue flecks had replaced my brown eyes.

Tears suddenly pooled in my eyes as I stared at something so familiar yet foreign.

I felt happy even as the doctors were running around double checking my charts and vital sign sheets after seeing my new eye color. I even heard one say that it might be a hormonal problem or a rare complication.

I did not care, Henry gave me these eyes and I will cherish them forever.

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