Page 290 of Venom Sweeter than Honey
My brows lift in awe and realization.“It was you... The note.”
The memory of standing in Caerwynath, at one of my lowest points.
A note appearing mid-air and fluttering to the ground.
Tears smacking the paper in retribution, words that both inspired and infuriated me.
Gave me hope.
I know life,at times, has been cruel. I have watched every moment of it...
You told me it was worth it and that you’d choose this path every time...
Lifewillget easier.
You will find your way.
You will find the love you long for—or rather, it will find you.
The loveand adoration shining in his eyes make my own burn with gratitude.
He dips his head in confirmation. “Of course it was me..."
One hand reaches up to cradle my cheek, thumb gently swiping away a tear as I lean into his palm. “It will always be me.”
My breath shudders out of me as I try to refrain from breaking down into a puddle on the floor at this male’s feet. “You have no idea how much hope that note gave me.”
My hands curl around his wrist and forearm as if seeking to anchor him to me forever as he bends to press a kiss to myforehead. “I love you,mia rovina.I will follow you always–in this life, the after life, and through every incarnation.”
My lips tremble against the force of the sob crawling up my throat.
Wearing an almost apologetic expression, he draws back slightly to guide my gaze to his. “You’ll never be rid of me.”
The sob brewing inside me bursts free on a laugh.
Levi’s thumb strokes along the length of my jaw. “Outside of destroying Sinsól, is there anything else you would change?”
My eyes search his. Brow furrowing. Heart hoping. “How far back can you go?”
“Travelling to 10 years ago or to a thousand years ago is like opening a book to page ten versus page one thousand. It makes no difference.”
Akash almighty.
My gaze falls from his as I attempt to fully process this.
I could change...everything.
Past.
Future.
Kill my father before he wreaked havoc on all of Bellorum.
Before he kills my mother...
My mind lingers on that possibility before it strays...
Maybe I could reunite her with her people, her family, when I came of age... And then show up at my father’s doorstep, ready to rule at his side, perhaps even do some good for this world. I could skip all the pain and suffering of, and after, my mother’s death.
