Kakavasha

It was another rainy day, a rainy night.

Kakavasha gently stirred awake, sensing your presence in the dimly lit room. His eyes found you curled up, a soft whimper escaping your lips. With a sigh, he reached out, running his hand through his tousled hair before murmuring, "Mon amour."

He moved closer, wrapping his arms around you, offering protection from the lingering chill in the air, "Did those nightmares come back again?" he asked softly, his voice carrying a mix of concern and understanding.

Kakavasha knew the weight of those memories, the haunting echoes of their past. They had endured the worst together, clinging to each other through days of hunger and the venomous words of their owners. Kakavasha couldn't deny the vulnerability that still crept in, the moments of breakdown he fought to conceal, knowing that you needed his strength more than ever.

Feeling your tears flow even more, Kakavasha tenderly stroked your hair, his touch a gentle reassurance. “Look at me, mon amour," he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "Look around you, there's nobody that can hurt us anymore." His voice was a soothing balm as he caressed your cheek, his gaze filled with warmth and love. "Please, love," he implored softly, his touch coaxing you to ease your pain.

"We're living such a good life now, we have each other," he continued, his words like a gentle melody in the quiet room. “We have everything that we once thought we couldn't have." Cupping your chin, he lifted your gaze to meet his, his eyes filled with devotion for you and only you.

“So tell me, Mon Amour, why are you still clinging onto the past…?”