Chapter 47 MY RETURN, THE VIOLENCE
Celestia's POV
I entered the bedroom with the loose towel and immediately I could feel my courage beginning to trickle right out of me, what are even possessed me to do this in the first place I was already regretting but it's not like I could backtrack and start adjusting the towel in front of him so I just pretended as if I was completely confident while I was wrecking within myself wondering why I even made this decision at all.
He was already dressed by the time I came out, he just kept staring at me until I was really tempted to just run back into the bathroom right to there and then and adjust the towel but I reminded myself that if things were already awkward it was going to make it even worse so I went over to the closest to pick out something to wear myself and as I did so it might have just been my in imagination but I heard him take in a sharp breath then he said.
"I'll be waiting outside for you to get dressed," he said and immediately started striding out of the bedroom, I think I'm mumbled something in response but I'm not even sure I said anything discernible at all nevertheless the moments I heard of the door click shots I picked out the dress I was going to wear, it was a flowy gown these clothes and other necessities in the room were always prepared in case guest came by it was something that I had started so that we would always be proper host.
The dress I was wearing wasn't much to write home about which means that this tradition has been neglected in the time that I've been gone.
What else was I going to expect anyway?
Raphael could hardly do anything without me pointing it out to him and reminding him about it at times and from what I had seen in his dynamic with Medea it seems like he was the one who had to remind her of her basic responsibilities.
Think that these were the people that had to raise my child, I didn't worry on that port too much because I already knew that both of them would have probably dumped that work on a nanny it's still hurts me that I wasn't there for my son's first moments to be there to give him the undiluted love that a nanny could not ever really give no matter how much they cared.
I took a deep breath, got dressed and once I was presentable I stepped out.
I was surprised to find Lucian right outside the door leaning against the wall, when he said he would be waiting for me I did not expect to see him so close but it wasn't bad either I smiled at him without thinking then recalled the little stunt I was trying to pull earlier and felt embarrassed all over again heat creeping up my neck.
"Let's get going, let's see how Raphael plans to settle this,"
It was funny at first when I came there were hardly any differences that I could pick out but now the more attention I paid to the place the more I noticed that there was one thing or the other unknown place that was there or even replaced altogether.
It was like a subtle little reminder that this place was no longer my home and once I had taken my son away I would have no other ties to it.
Soon Lucan and I arrived at Raphael's office. He seemed to be going through some documents and froze up when he saw us. I was almost tempted to laugh. Did he think that we would disappear after only a day, not when I had just started tormenting him?
He had a choice to quietly wait here for me in Brazen Park until I was finally ready to deal with him of course I would have focused more on just taking my son away but now after everything that he had done those old wounds that I thought had at least healed into basic scars had been reopened and painfully so.
The little life that I had built for myself beyond his reach for some reason plagued him.
He had taken away everything from me and yet describes that I managed to find a little happiness haunted him so strongly that he wanted to strip that away from me too he wanted it to be so that I would have no other choice than to scroll back to him now he was going to pay for all of that I was not going to let him off the hook this time he was going to suffer for everything he made me go through and more.
Lucian held out a chair for me and Raphael watched it as if he were looking at one of the world's wonders.
No surprise there, when I had been his mate he believed I was not good enough for even the most basic decency.
I allowed myself to feel good even though this was just a fake relationship that meant nothing outside of our arrangement but just because I knew that didn't mean that he knew it too and I would take full advantage of it.
"Thank you my love," said Lucian as he was pulling out my chair and he suddenly paused as if something had struck him, then he began to move as fluidly and gracefully as before as though that pause never even happened at all.
I smiled, brushing past that and taking the seats that were offered to me while I could see across the table that Raphael was sweating buckets.
He was about to speak when both of us were already seated then I spun my eyes around.
"Are you already going to start talking? She hasn't arrived yet."
He looked at me as if I had switched into another language.
"What do you mean?"