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Chapter 12.1/12.3‘๑’
It has been three mortal days since my wedding day. Each day has been agonizing. I miss seeing Saratan. This time it felt horrible compared to not seeing her before. For some reason I was attracted to her when I found out I was to marry her. I didn’t know what that was back then. Now, I know. I’ve become attached to her. It’s not her new profound beauty that I’m attracted to, but her mysterious personality. It is also the sense that she is mine.
I want to take back what I said to her before our wedding day. I thought being away from her will help me feel better. I thought work would keep me busy and distracted. But it is more annoying because Ida keeps trying to seduce me. I want to fire her, but her aura gives off the sense that she needs to keep this job to make a living. I can’t do that to someone who is suffering financial problems.
She failed at seducing me the other day. I threatened to fire her if she ever spoke of my wife in that way again. She quickly stopped and apologized and walked out of the room. Since that day, she’s been very careful of what she says.
Father stopped by to ask me if I am fine being head of the Underworld and running this hotel. He also asked if I was fine being a husband and if I’ve been able to manage the time difference. I lied and told him everything is going smoothly, when all I agonize about is Saratan. He told me that Queen Mother told him that Saratan is doing well and she is visiting Queen Mother to learn about the role of being Satan’s wife. Father gave me a quick wink and walked out.
It’s only been a day in the Underworld. I wonder if Saratan is meeting up with PhraWarin now that I’m gone. I need to see her face now. But I mustn’t give in.
Chapter 12.2/12.3~~~~~:]~
Sara sat across from me. She looked more tired than before. Something has been bothering her, but my goal today is to tell her what I had done to her years before. I received advice from Mhek and she had told me that girls don’t like to be lied to. I want to steal her from Kraisorn. And telling her the truth might help me.
Sara looked into my eyes uncomfortably. She needs to know that I would never take advantage of her again. She didn’t know I’ve done that in the past, but I know that if I want her for myself, I have to give her respect. I’m not a child anymore.
“Sara, I’ve done things to you that I feel awful for doing. I’m here to confess all that I’ve done and hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me,” I said to her. She looked at me questioningly. I know I don’t deserve to be forgiven. She woke up not knowing what happened the night of the carnival either, but that made her awkward around me still. “What is it?” she asked.
“Years ago, the night of the party at your school…” I’m hesitating. “You remember a snake?” Her fist began to clench. I want to reach out and hold her hands to calm her down, but I have no right to do that. “I was that snake that followed you home and scared you.” Her jaw dropped. “I caused you so much grief and nightmare. Because of that, I do not deserve to be forgiven. I just want to let you know because it’s been bugging me lately.”
She began to talk, “I had those nightmares night after night. I was lucky I didn’t go crazy because of it.”
“I know, I’m really sorry. Everything started because I wanted to agitate my brother. But, before I even wrapped myself around you, I had fallen for you because I had been keeping an eye on you.” She began to say, “You mean you stalked me?” “You can say that. I did it because I wanted to see how I can play this prank on my brother. But I soon realized that I really liked you. I like you because you were different from all the other girls that had been after me. You didn’t let people bring you down. You were mentally tough and you endured so much. But because I was so young, my jealousy I felt towards my brother took over. I still had to go through with my prank to get him pissed off. I knew that if I did something to you, he’d be very angry because he hates losing to me too. So, I hurt you in the process. I wrapped myself around you. And I kept visiting your nightmares so that you wouldn’t forget me. Even the day that met at the funeral service again, I spoke comfortably with you because I had interrupted your sleep. Now, I know that I’ve been a jerk for doing all that you. It’s too late to take you from my brother. I know that once you’ve made up your mind, you won’t change it,” I said.
“This is so frustrating!” she stated. “I can’t believe that a prank was that important to you.”
“I know. And it gets worse. The night at the amusement park, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I kissed you without your permission.” I said. “What? That wasn’t a dream?” she asked. “No, but my brother saved you,” I said. “Your brother?” she looked off to the side. I can tell she’s thinking of him. My heart feels like it is ripping. Knowing that stealing her might be impossible now; I sense that maybe stealing her isn’t the right thing to do. I had failed at treating the girl I love right. I’m such an asshole to her. I’m still an asshole for thinking of stealing her. Do I want to be an asshole?
“Now that I’ve told you everything, I am relieved of the stress. If you don’t want to see my face again, it’s alright,” I said. “I will go now.”
I am relieved to get that off my chest. I still want her, but I can’t force her to be with me. Stealing her and making love to her will be wonderful. It’d make my brother mad. But it will hurt her if she doesn’t feel the same way about me. I am hoping she will forgive me and perhaps maybe feel the same way I do about her. But it’s only a dream. She will never betray PhraKraisorn. Especially since she married him. Not me. If she doesn’t love me, friendship might be my only option.
Chapter 12.3/12.3 ~A~
I had a feeling that PhraWarin was the one who made my skin crawl. I just felt chills when he touch my hand at the memorial service. At that time I didn’t know about all this paranormal stuff. Now that I know, it makes me mad.
I don’t know why this day is going by so slow. I feels like I’ve been up for days straight. Everything is so dark down here. I miss the sunlight. I want to see the sunshine. If there’s no sunshine up there, I want to see clouds. I want to feel the rain. The breeze. Maybe not seeing PhraKraisorn since last night, it’s making things go by so slow. Not getting what I want, I can handle. But not being able to be with my husband is terrible. What we had last night was indescribable. It was scary hearing about it through our wedding prep, but when it happened, it felt right.
I don’t think I’m missing the sex. I’m missing him. Falling asleep next to him felt natural. Felt like I was there before.
I hear noises. Oh my, Father is being mean to that poor woman on the ground. She’s crying her eyes out.
“I did it because I wanted you to love me!” she cried out. “Then you didn’t care about me so I stopped caring about your son!” Father responded, “You took it out on my son. You dumped him as if he weren’t yours. You wanted money and to be free of him. Now you return asking me to forgive you for leaving him? What kind of mother are you?” She responded, “I deserve to die.”
Suddenly PhraWarin jumped in and hugged his mom. “You’re back!” He looked up at his Father who looked the other way. “This is my mom. I don’t care if she left me. From what I remember, you took me from her!” PhraWarin shouted.
It has been three mortal days since my wedding day. Each day has been agonizing. I miss seeing Saratan. This time it felt horrible compared to not seeing her before. For some reason I was attracted to her when I found out I was to marry her. I didn’t know what that was back then. Now, I know. I’ve become attached to her. It’s not her new profound beauty that I’m attracted to, but her mysterious personality. It is also the sense that she is mine.
I want to take back what I said to her before our wedding day. I thought being away from her will help me feel better. I thought work would keep me busy and distracted. But it is more annoying because Ida keeps trying to seduce me. I want to fire her, but her aura gives off the sense that she needs to keep this job to make a living. I can’t do that to someone who is suffering financial problems.
She failed at seducing me the other day. I threatened to fire her if she ever spoke of my wife in that way again. She quickly stopped and apologized and walked out of the room. Since that day, she’s been very careful of what she says.
Father stopped by to ask me if I am fine being head of the Underworld and running this hotel. He also asked if I was fine being a husband and if I’ve been able to manage the time difference. I lied and told him everything is going smoothly, when all I agonize about is Saratan. He told me that Queen Mother told him that Saratan is doing well and she is visiting Queen Mother to learn about the role of being Satan’s wife. Father gave me a quick wink and walked out.
It’s only been a day in the Underworld. I wonder if Saratan is meeting up with PhraWarin now that I’m gone. I need to see her face now. But I mustn’t give in.
Chapter 12.2/12.3~~~~~:]~
Sara sat across from me. She looked more tired than before. Something has been bothering her, but my goal today is to tell her what I had done to her years before. I received advice from Mhek and she had told me that girls don’t like to be lied to. I want to steal her from Kraisorn. And telling her the truth might help me.
Sara looked into my eyes uncomfortably. She needs to know that I would never take advantage of her again. She didn’t know I’ve done that in the past, but I know that if I want her for myself, I have to give her respect. I’m not a child anymore.
“Sara, I’ve done things to you that I feel awful for doing. I’m here to confess all that I’ve done and hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me,” I said to her. She looked at me questioningly. I know I don’t deserve to be forgiven. She woke up not knowing what happened the night of the carnival either, but that made her awkward around me still. “What is it?” she asked.
“Years ago, the night of the party at your school…” I’m hesitating. “You remember a snake?” Her fist began to clench. I want to reach out and hold her hands to calm her down, but I have no right to do that. “I was that snake that followed you home and scared you.” Her jaw dropped. “I caused you so much grief and nightmare. Because of that, I do not deserve to be forgiven. I just want to let you know because it’s been bugging me lately.”
She began to talk, “I had those nightmares night after night. I was lucky I didn’t go crazy because of it.”
“I know, I’m really sorry. Everything started because I wanted to agitate my brother. But, before I even wrapped myself around you, I had fallen for you because I had been keeping an eye on you.” She began to say, “You mean you stalked me?” “You can say that. I did it because I wanted to see how I can play this prank on my brother. But I soon realized that I really liked you. I like you because you were different from all the other girls that had been after me. You didn’t let people bring you down. You were mentally tough and you endured so much. But because I was so young, my jealousy I felt towards my brother took over. I still had to go through with my prank to get him pissed off. I knew that if I did something to you, he’d be very angry because he hates losing to me too. So, I hurt you in the process. I wrapped myself around you. And I kept visiting your nightmares so that you wouldn’t forget me. Even the day that met at the funeral service again, I spoke comfortably with you because I had interrupted your sleep. Now, I know that I’ve been a jerk for doing all that you. It’s too late to take you from my brother. I know that once you’ve made up your mind, you won’t change it,” I said.
“This is so frustrating!” she stated. “I can’t believe that a prank was that important to you.”
“I know. And it gets worse. The night at the amusement park, I couldn’t keep my hands off you. I kissed you without your permission.” I said. “What? That wasn’t a dream?” she asked. “No, but my brother saved you,” I said. “Your brother?” she looked off to the side. I can tell she’s thinking of him. My heart feels like it is ripping. Knowing that stealing her might be impossible now; I sense that maybe stealing her isn’t the right thing to do. I had failed at treating the girl I love right. I’m such an asshole to her. I’m still an asshole for thinking of stealing her. Do I want to be an asshole?
“Now that I’ve told you everything, I am relieved of the stress. If you don’t want to see my face again, it’s alright,” I said. “I will go now.”
I am relieved to get that off my chest. I still want her, but I can’t force her to be with me. Stealing her and making love to her will be wonderful. It’d make my brother mad. But it will hurt her if she doesn’t feel the same way about me. I am hoping she will forgive me and perhaps maybe feel the same way I do about her. But it’s only a dream. She will never betray PhraKraisorn. Especially since she married him. Not me. If she doesn’t love me, friendship might be my only option.
Chapter 12.3/12.3 ~A~
I had a feeling that PhraWarin was the one who made my skin crawl. I just felt chills when he touch my hand at the memorial service. At that time I didn’t know about all this paranormal stuff. Now that I know, it makes me mad.
I don’t know why this day is going by so slow. I feels like I’ve been up for days straight. Everything is so dark down here. I miss the sunlight. I want to see the sunshine. If there’s no sunshine up there, I want to see clouds. I want to feel the rain. The breeze. Maybe not seeing PhraKraisorn since last night, it’s making things go by so slow. Not getting what I want, I can handle. But not being able to be with my husband is terrible. What we had last night was indescribable. It was scary hearing about it through our wedding prep, but when it happened, it felt right.
I don’t think I’m missing the sex. I’m missing him. Falling asleep next to him felt natural. Felt like I was there before.
I hear noises. Oh my, Father is being mean to that poor woman on the ground. She’s crying her eyes out.
“I did it because I wanted you to love me!” she cried out. “Then you didn’t care about me so I stopped caring about your son!” Father responded, “You took it out on my son. You dumped him as if he weren’t yours. You wanted money and to be free of him. Now you return asking me to forgive you for leaving him? What kind of mother are you?” She responded, “I deserve to die.”
Suddenly PhraWarin jumped in and hugged his mom. “You’re back!” He looked up at his Father who looked the other way. “This is my mom. I don’t care if she left me. From what I remember, you took me from her!” PhraWarin shouted.