Everlastingly Loving You - Chapter 135

Death.

It’s a complicated thing on its own.

You reach the end of your life, sometimes you’re ready, sometimes you’re not.

Sometimes you know it’s coming, that it’s approaching you and just about to sneak up on you.

But most of the time, it creeps up on you unexpectedly, using the element of surprise to its advantage.

Just when you least expect it, when you’re beginning to live or have something to live for…

Death finds you and takes you with it.

You’d think royals have a longer lifespan than most, since they have access to the finest foods and the best of medical care. That and how they lived an amazing, no, lavish lifestyle.

That they outsmart death simply because they have access to what most others don’t.

But that, as a matter of fact, is wrong.

It was what fate had planned for everyone.

To live a life before dying.

It was the harsh reality of the world.

The lucky ones got to live a full life.

The unlucky ones don’t get to live their lives to the fullest and get taken way too early, even if they didn’t deserve it.

It was simply how the world worked.

It was the way of the world. One many found cruel and unfair because they were helpless. Because they couldn’t do anything about it except watch it unfold.

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(Author’s Note: What do you think will happen next? Comment on this paragraph to let me know!)

“Coffee, just the way you like it,” Blaine said, handing Clarisse a warm cup of coffee. Just what she needed to start her day.

Clarisse thanked him with yet another kiss on the cheek.

“You’re amazing, thank you,” she said before indulging in her beverage.

Blaine then asked her, “So, now that I’ve gotten you coffee, care to tell me why you’re acting so strangely?”

“And don’t tell me you’re just under the weather, that won’t work on me, Clarisse,” he told her sternly, calling her by her full first name.

Boy, was she in trouble.

Clarisse racked her brain for ideas. Excuses. Perhaps even loopholes. A tiny part of the truth.

“I’m exhausted after yesterday’s trip to Sanguis,” Clarisse admitted.

Well, she wasn’t lying.

She had arrived back at Beldovia quite late, and she did seem tired and exhausted.

“Hmm,” Blaine studied Clarisse.

“Feel like going out?” He questioned.

He offered, “I could take a day off of work to accompany you if you don’t feel that w–”

Clarisse shook her head, “Don’t.”

“I’ll be fine,” she promised, “It’s just fatigue, it’ll go away once I get some rest.”

How she was glad he wasn’t pestering her for more details or why she decided to randomly visit Sophia out of the blue and borrow his helicopter. That would’ve been difficult to explain. No, difficult was an understatement.

“I’d visit Sophia but she’s currently having lunch with her grandmother, and is probably more tired than I am,” Clarisse said truthfully.

She didn’t feel the need to bother her best friend, she’d done enough with her barging in on Sophia’s perfect date.

So pestering Sophia was a no go, and she didn’t dare bother Louis when Marcus had just been discharged. And Oliver… wasn’t he still at Sanguis?

She had no one. Or at least, she didn’t currently have one.

Looking her boyfriend in the eye, she promised, “I promise you, I will be fine.”

“So go to work.”

“You earned that job, don’t let me stop you,” Clarisse encouraged.

“Seriously, don’t. Just go to work, babe,” she said to Blaine.

Blaine sighed, “Okay, fine.”

“I’ll go.”

“But I’m calling you to make sure you’re okay,” he declared.

Clarisse chuckled, “Alright then, now go!”

“Make me proud!”

A grin made its way to her features.

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“So, how was Sanguis dear?” Julia questioned before taking a bite from her tasty-looking pasta salad.

“Been a while since you last went there,” she said, stabbing her fork through a piece of pasta.

The dinner room went completely silent.

Sophia chuckled, “It was great.”

“Nicholas and I got to spend a lot of time together, as well as with Olivia.”

She remembered the moment she bid Olivia goodbye, Olivia was terribly gloomy to see her leave.

Julia began, “And also…”

“One of my sources told me about something Olivia mentioned during her birthday party right in front of everyone.”

“And coincidentally, the next day, the news that the both of you are dating is everywhere,” Julia took a sip from her wine glass.

“Champagne?” She offered, gesturing to the ancient bottle between her and the couple.

Nicholas pursed his lips, “What did you hear?”

Julia looked him directly in the eye, “That she wants a niece or nephew.”

“Right,” Sophia mumbled awkwardly.

The atmosphere turned awkward.

If only Julia didn’t bring it up.

It was the one thing she wished Julia wouldn’t bring up.

She canceled date plans for this. To be teased by her grandmother.

Julia laughed softly.

“Relax, I don’t intend to do anything about it.”

“She’s a little girl, and it’s not a bad trait, being honest and telling people exactly what you want without any regrets,” she chuckled, subconsciously glancing at Sophia.

Nicholas took a bite out of his dish.

Sophia averted Julia’s gaze, drinking from her glass of strawberry mocktail.

“Oh there’s no need to hold things back from me, I’m perfectly capable of keeping a secret and I’m not that old,” she said.

“You can talk to me, I’m not some old crone. Or some tight ass, for that matter,” she laughed at her own joke.

Sophia stared at her, wondering how the hell was Eleanor a close friend of hers.

They had practically nothing in common, they were polar opposites.

Julia was calm 24/7, from what Louis had told her, Eleanor was a ball of rage.

Eleanor was impatient, Julia was the most patient person she knew.

Hell, Julia had raised her. And she admitted, that took an endless amount of patience. She was no easy child to raise or impart knowledge to.