CHAPTER 43

HECTOR AND AURORA
Shivering warm palms cupped the face of a lying man. A bloody gash on his bicep was wrapped in bandages and the fleeting moment painted a picture of a pitiful woman crying for her fallen soulmate.
She traced his face with trembling fingers that were scared of leaving another wound on his already frail body. Today he had made her indebted to him.
All those threats and venomous words said made sense at the moment, everything was crystal clear, but why to take so much pain to save her, only if she had not hidden her identity.....would the outcome be still the same? wasn't there an ounce of possibility that they could have started as friends and she could have helped him deal with that monster then lord why did it came down to this dark mayhem?
With everything going in her mind Aurora forgot the moment that she had came running inside the ward and the moment she was in, her fingers had held onto his callused hands but did that meant she did not regretted it? Regretted ever meeting him?
No, she disliked it here, how vulnerable it made her feel despite her promising that she shall carry on the legacy of Waylons, it had her heart thrumming erratically as if something that was completely and entirely hers in all its sense was reduced to such stature.
Aurora saw him lying there , all vulnerable and pale and concluded that she did not hated him, never, because in a twisted way she had liked him all this while. And now that she knew it how come her heart let him suffer.
"Why? Why you Hector? How can you suffer every single moment and don't say anything." Crying tears and blood she realized that it had returned, the melancholic feeling of before being adopted, fear of each passing second. The abuse and pain where her throat burned with crying all the time, all had returned.
Watching him through glassy eyes Aurora simply recalled the first sight she had of him. Those silver irises breaking like mirrors and molten liquid from the stars had looked deep into her earth irises and blinked them almost so heartbreakingly that she forgot to breathe, at the moment those platinum swirls blinked as if contemplating that was this the person to adore or to threaten to stay away.
She never said before but now her pouty lips parted to whisper a sweet sentence in her broken voice.
"You are so beautiful."
Hector Asis was like an angel, a counterpart of Lucifer who once was the god's beloved yet later was casted down from heaven due to his betrayal yet even later what did that made him, an archangel and the King that built hell. An outcast but with such a devastating beauty that even the god saw him so many times wondering.....why did it had to be him?
Aurora sat beside him for hours, till the ghastly rain full of deep dark clouds of abhorrence had poured all its essence on the pathways of the city and was now calm, till all was forced to complete silence with soothing breeze of cool air blowing.
The mafia Princess or an imposter, she remembered herself to be one, felt that some scars fade away yet, are the most lethal ones since they are still bloodborne once touched. She had gone from a hell to the doors of heaven but what about him?
What about Hector?
Will he still have to go to the same school and face the questions of his acquittances either about the murder or about the assault?
Will his life ever go back to normal, with people not reminding him that he was an orphan with no one to rely.... She had come out of it because she got her family yet him, it would not be same for him.
He will remember the trauma and become more aggressive, full of hate and misery, born out of darkness, he will immerse in it.
She could not leave him like that.
That's right....even if today she exhausted all her power and control, still she will do everything, plan his life for him. No matter how selfish she was yet this will be least that she will do before bidding him farewell.
Aurora touched the platinum chain dangling with a locket from her neck, the priest said that it was a charm that would protect her from all evil, that it was meant to being peace to her, serenity and tranquility, fill her life with happiness.
The cool metallic ornament was taken off before Aurora put her arms around Hector's neck in what seemed as a hug before making him wear that.
"In this life and every other Hector, I only wish for you to live well."
CHAPTER 43
Dear Hector
When I first heard people calling you with your name I had been astonished, for 'Hector' was the Nobel Prince, the legendary of the Trojans War heroes and one to be blessed by sun god Apollo in Greek mythology.
Despite the blue blooded origins he had a tragic life and even a more tragic death. I felt pity and most of all a spark of an unknown gloom because why would someone who was trying to bless their child with the most beautiful future.....why would anyone name you after the prince who had such a fate?
Later when I saw you being a bully and all that compassion turned to something akin to hatred and dislike. From the feeling of being your friend it was turned to be an enemy of yours but today when I saw you in the hospital laying down so lifeless I realized that Aurora, me, never had the privilege to know who you truly are and I am a hopeless being..
For all the things you have suffered I do not have the capability to tell you how strong you were, for all the pain that you went through I cannot express how kind you have been to not get plunged inside that insanity.
Today is the last day of mine in Italy Hector, I come from unknown origins and despite you searching for me I would be far off from your reach but I hope one day, fate and destiny will make me meet you and that will be the time that I only wish to see you so bright and high.....just like a star that shines above all.
Don't let the darkness plunge you into misery because you have done nothing wrong, even if the world says that you killed someone, I hope you remember that even the god of death has killed numerous yet is worshipped.
You need to come out of this Hector, you need to show the world who you truly are because for me, I have never seen someone as beautiful as you.
I want to see you shine.
With all my heart
~ AURORA W
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5 years later
There were some that were born out of the darkest of the spheres and had built their empires in the same tar ink yet then there were those few that were like Hector.
An angel of the purest form of crystal water flowing in deep mountain valleys in mischievous ways that attained his light from the first rays of the sun and shone like the one having a halo of glimmering star, Hector Valadros was the one person that when smiled people stood in awe and watched.
The eyes that had once lost their shine now seemed to be so heart clenching with the sacred hues of cobalt sky splattering across silver that most of the reporters taking his interview for various media channels usually were reduced to a stuttering mess. Women flocked the TV screens to get one view of the person who was reserved and did not interacted much but rather was beyond splendid, his art was so magnificent that it conveyed the depth of his thoughts.
Infinitely kind yet a genius born once in a millennia, his name was taken with utmost respect and deep affection among his fans as the master sculptor that created life size figures with such creativity and magic that it seemed to be miraculous and almost alive.
It was a high honor and once in a life opportunity to be invited in the entertainment industry to debut as the lead actor for the most prestigious of the companies but who in the entire face of earth that had known him was not aware that not one, not two but there were tens of such offers given to him every single day and were rejected in return with such polite and kind attitude that the directors and producers could not help but approach him again and again.
There were various artists and female actresses with connections and felt that after once becoming friends with the male, it might be easy to enter his heart but that was the one and only time they were made aware that beneath those bright eyes and angelic face there lied a sleeping lucifer, an angel still yet a product of light and darkness swirling together, bright eyes being swallowed in an abyss as he told them to stop bothering him.
Years ago after the incident of murder took place, the male with glittering silver irises woke up to be only surrounded by the Mayor, Graham's parents and the head of police department in the city.
Even though time has passed like a series of photographic film yet that incident never failed to fill him with something akin to warmth and support as the Cop told him not to worry because he had done the right thing, there were people that were ready to testify for him in the court and then their were those like Graham's parents that were beyond grateful to him.
The Mayor told him that with how good his grades were over the past few years, they were going to send him to a prestigious institute, most probably to the United States for acquiring further higher education. Impressed with his bravery and courage, there were two old judges too that came after these people were gone, they assured him that he was going to get out of this in a month and would be send a psychologist within three days that would help him out of his trauma.
Wasn't that too easy for him to get out of every thing, since when has the heavens been so considerate?
Later even in his bad health he had felt one emotion......heartbreak, after reading Aurora's letter and when Graham told him that indeed she left Italy but not before sitting beside him till midnight, she was weeping hopelessly and had left a insignia dangling at his neck in the form of the platinum chain pendant.
Reading he contents of the letter, a feeling bloomed so sad that it brought tears of helplessness flow down his eyes in the darkness of night when no one could see him cry.
The bully who was the source of terror was reduced to the object of sympathy but in those dark nights he had taken a resolve, to get better.....a hundred times stronger and much like she had wished and then he will search for her, no matter he had to search the ocean or beneath the earth he will find her.
And finally, after the long wait of five years, all those nights he had stood awake in her remembrance was going to pay off.
Soon, we will meet.