Love Triangle (Clean Version) - Chapter Ninety Five

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"Is that you?" A familiar voice rang out. Arthur turned around to see Willow coming around the corner.

"It's nice to see you here in France. Me and my father are here on business," she began. "That's right, your father that ruined my life," he replied, crossing his arms in frustration.

"Please don't be mad. I hated it too. You act like I never loved you," Willow replied. "I know, it tore me up. I wanted us to be together forever," he explained.

Trying to change the subject, "I hear your father returned. I can't believe he’s alive, after seeing him dead. It's a story that will be told for generations!" she replied with a smile. "It was a shock to everyone, even my grandma, which seems to still be in denial. I'm here with my mom and dad. They wanted to take me here on vacation to get caught up on all the time that we were separated," he told Willow.

Willow stepped a little closer. "So you are here without your betrothed?" she asked. "Yes, she’s back at the castle with my sister and her friend, Nolan. I think they are secretly in love, but they are not letting that one out right now," he replied. Stepping just inches from him, she could see that he was getting nervous.

"What are you doing?" he asked. She looked at him with intensity burning in her eyes. "I have missed you so much. I have never stopped loving you. I only wrote that letter to try to convince myself that I wasn't in love with you. I didn't want you to hurt like I did. I always wanted you to be happy," she told him.

"Oh Willow, I know that you still care, I still care about you, but the matter still remains. You are still betrothed as well as me. We are promised to others. We can’t do this." he told her as he stroked her cheek.

"Please don't take this moment from me. I have longed for your touch. They will never need to know. She held his hand to her face as her hazel eyes meet his. Arthur stood there, his heart racing. He wanted her as much as he could see that she wanted him. He stood there frozen in time. It was only them that existed in their world.

He pulled her into his arms. He took her face into his hands, pulling her lips to meet his. As he kissed her, he twirled his fingers into her hair. Her kiss was intoxicating! He didn't realize how much he truly missed her!

Pulling away, he had to regain himself. "I can't do this, I'm to be married this week, and well, you are to be married as well," he told her. She could see the pain in his eyes as he stepped back from her. "He’s horrible, he’s so mean to me, and we are not even married yet! He even slapped me once because I spoke out of turn when he was with his friends, she paused...........”And he threatens to do worse if I tell anyone!” she explained to Arthur. Willow could see the hurt and anger that was building up on Arthur’s face. "You need to tell your father or someone. He can’t do that to you. You’re too sweet." he told her.  "I will take care of him if you want me to?" he asked. Willow with tears welding in her eyes stepped closer to him. "He will never be you," and I regret not running away with you when you asked to," she told him.

"I must be getting back before my father sends a search party after me. Will you walk with me back to town?" she asked. "It would be my pleasure," he replied with a smile. Arthur followed behind Willow, deep in thought with all that just happened. He was still in shock that she still loved him and that her betrothed was that mean to her.

What are you doing here?" he asked. "I had some more time to spare. My father won’t be back around until tomorrow evening, and I wanted to see you again," she told him.

Willow pulled Arthur close to her. "I don't think you get what I was saying earlier," he told Willow as he pulled away.

Willow was so angry that she couldn't help but turn and yell at Arthur. "Why! Why would you want to stay with her when you could be with me?" she shouted. "You don't understand," he tried to get out. "I do understand, you are not happy, and I'm not happy. We could be happy and still be with each other," she told him.

"Please stop. You’re not listening to me. I'm not unhappy. Lillian is a very sweet girl. She cares about me, and well, I care about her. I think I might be falling for her. It only seems right since she will be my wife in a week. I know I asked you to run away with me when they tore us apart, but you chose not to. So I was left alone. I have moved on." he told her. "You, you love her, and not me? I knew I shouldn't have come here. I was so wrong about you!" she shouted.

Willow turned to storm off but Arthur caught her by her waist to stop her.

"Stop!" he shouted as he held on to her as she tried to pull away.

Still trying to get away from Arthur's grasp, Arthur spun her around, backing her up to the table. Pushing her onto the table so she would not be able to fight against him, he had to get her full attention.

"You think you know everything, every time I look at you, my heart gets ripped out of my chest, I see what I want but can't have. You have no idea what I went through when you left, how many nights I cried myself to sleep, how I didn't eat. My grandmother did what she thought was best. She brought Lillian to court to try to save me from the purgatory I was living in. Then I got your letter, which even crushed me more: all my hopes and dreams were crushed. So don't pretend that you know me, that you know what I went through, that I didn't care," he told her.

After releasing Willow, Arthur walked over and stood in the doorway. Willow finally walked over to where he was standing. "I never meant it that way. I guess I'm so jealous that someone has you, and I don't. I know what it’s like, I too, cried myself to sleep. I tried to talk my father into letting me be with you. But he wouldn't. He’s scared of your grandmother. That's why he wouldn't let us be together. He doesn't want to lose me. She did execute your father’s first wife," she replied to him.

Arthur's eyes got wide as he stared at Willow in shock. "What are you talking about? He wasn't married before," he told Willow. "Yes, he was. She cheated on him with a stable boy and got pregnant. Trying to claim it was his, when in fact, he was in love with your mother. She found out about the affair and put the girl, her lover, and mother to death." she told Arthur. He was now angry, not at Willow, but what she was telling him.

Turning around to walk away, he felt Willow's arms wrap around him. Resting her head on his back, he could hear her as she began to cry. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I never meant to hurt you again. I just want you so bad. I want to be the one that's with you. I want to be the one walking down the aisle to marry you in a week. It's just not fair. Please forgive me!" she begged as she began to sob.

I don't hate you. I love you," Arthur told Willow. "I love you, I want to be with you," she whispered to him.

That's all it took for Arthur to grab Willow. Pulling her close, he kissed her lips. "You’re my world, the air that I breathe. 

I don’t know what to do with you!" he told her as he brushed her lips with a soft kiss. "Love me!" she replied. 

Sitting back they watched some shooting stars that danced across the sky.

Right before dawn, he took Willow by the hand and led her down the walkway. "So, what do we do now?" Willow asked Arthur.

"I honestly don't know right now. So much has happened that I need to think about a lot of things. I will think about what you said. I will not make any promises. I want you to know that I love you, and no one will ever replace the love that I feel for you." he told her as they approached the town.

After Arthur left Willow, he headed back. Confused with such emotions, he was lost in what to do, or even how to do it if he chose Willow.

He sat alone out on the balcony pondering on what to do. He loved Willow with all of his heart, but there was Lillian that he cared about too. He was falling in love with Lillian, and now that the wedding was going to be this week, how could he even think to hurt her. All she did was try to be kind and loving to him. Then if he did choose Willow, would her father even let him be with her? He didn’t want her with him because of his grandmother, for all the terrible things she had done and could still do. He couldn't blame him for keeping her away.

Arthur headed out with James to go site seeing. As they walked, Arthur had to ask what was weighing heavy on him.

Arthur stopped turning toward his father. "I need to ask you something," Arthur told his father. "Sure, what is it?" he asked. "Well, I ran into a friend, and well, I heard some stories that shocked me, and I wanted to know if they were true. I heard that you were married before, and the girl cheated on you with a stable boy and got pregnant with his child. When your mother found out the truth, she killed her, the stable boy, and her mother for their crimes. And that you were in love with mom before you were made to marry that girl. Is it true?" he asked. "Yes, it’s all true, and I didn't tell you because I didn't want you and your sister to see your grandmother as that person. She's queen, and with that comes a lot of responsibility. They were wrong. They were punished by law for treason. In the end, I got my one true love, your mom." he told Arthur.

"Ok, that makes a lot of sense. That what I heard. Now comes the hard part. I'm in love with Willow. She was who I wanted to be with, but her father said no. Then there is Lillian, she is sweet and pretty. I care for her too. I was falling in love with her and, well,... We are to be married this week, but now I don't know what to do, who to be with, and how to do it if  I was to choose Willow." he explained. "Well, all I can say to your son is follow your heart. If you love Willow, then you will find a way to be with her. I wouldn't marry Lillian if you have any doubt. The last thing you want to do is hurt her. No matter what you decide, I'm proud of you. I will support you and try to help you all that I can," he told Arthur.

Arthur found himself alone in his room. He pondered on what his father said. He knew that his father understood what he was going through. Now, if it just could be a happy ending, like his father’s.

Rekindled Love (Clean Version) - Chapter Ninety Two

 The day that James awoke to find that most of his memories were coming back to him, some still vague and uncertain, he was happy to have his family back. He wasted no time spending time with Amelia to make up for the lost time. Annabell and Nolan took Jamie with them to let James and Amelia spend some alone time together.

James ran a few roses down Amelia's chest while looking deep into her eyes. "I can't believe my eyes when I look at you. I wish I would have snapped out of it or been brave enough to come out of hiding. I would have been here for you and the kids. I'm going to make up for all those years that we have missed," James told Amelia. 

James pulled Amelia up to him to embrace her lips. Kissing for a long time. Neither could get enough of each other.

Annabell and Nolan brought Jamie home later that day. With James and Amelia's newfound freedom of sun, they sat outside with Jamie as he played with toys.

James scooped up little Jamie and took him over to the horse, handing Jamie to Amelia. He mounted the horse and then reached down to get Jamie. Placing him in front to hold onto him, they started riding off., "See you in a bit," James called to Amelia. Jamie was enjoying it. He was pointing to everything in amazement as they rode through the woods.

When James arrived back, he meets up with Amelia at the cottage. Nolan and Annabell were talking to her outside. James handed Jamie to Annabell so he could talk to Amelia.

"Ok, here is my plan. We are going to ride and head to the castle, I want my whole family reunited, and the wrong made right," James told Amelia.

Amelia's mouth almost hit the ground. She got a grim look on her face that turned to fear. "She's a monster, she will never let us near Arthur, she will split us up, your mother's evil like that," she told James.

Trust me, I'm not going to let that happen. She will never tear us apart again. She thinks I'm dead, and if she sees that I'm alive, she will not stand up to me. She tried in the past, but I still got my way. I got you and my wonderful kids. I will die a thousand deaths before I let anything bad happen to you or my kids," he explained to Amelia. Even though Amelia could tell that James would die for her and the kids, she was still scared of Kristen. Kristen had been so cruel to her from the time she could walk till now. She wasn't sure what all she was capable of. She only hoped that James was right and could do as he wanted.

James packed a few things for the journey to the castle. He mounted the horse, placing Jamie in front of him. Then pulling Amelia up behind him. Annabell and Nolan joined them on another horse. When they began to head off, Amelia couldn't shake the fear building up inside her. The longer they rode, the sicker she was becoming.

Memories Of The Past (Clean Version) - Chapter Ninety One

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"Can you believe it, we actually did it, we found my father and reunited him with my mom. It all seems like a dream," Annabell told Nolan as she laid against his chest outside her house. "Now, all we need to make this happy reunion better is to get your brother and your father's memory back," he told Annabell.

Nolan stared into Annabell's golden eyes." I'm in love with you," he whispered while having his dark green eyes locked on hers. 

Setting up, Annabell kissed Nolan on the lips with a gentle kiss."I love you too, she replied. 

James decided he would start with getting to know his son, Jamie. Jamie took to James like he knew he was his father. He giggled and laughed at everything James did. James was a bit sad that he had missed out on Jamie's birth and his first years. He was almost ready to become a young child and all his tender years were a loss to him. It kinda saddened him, but he was glad to know that he was not alone in the world and had a family that loved him.

That night, James slept in a spare room. After many hours of tossing and turning, Amelia had to see him again to make sure he wasn't just a wonderful dream. She slid out of her bed and walked quietly to his room in hopes not to wake anyone. There he was, alive and breathing in bed. She took in each feature of his face as he slept quietly. 

Without warning, James sat up, looking at her with a bit of shock. "She bent down, looking up at him. I'm so sorry for startling you. I guess I'm just still in shock that you are really here," she whispered to him.

I know you don't remember me, but my memories are so vivid, it's killing me. I just want you like we were before," she told him as she reached out to touch him.

"You mean to world to me, to have you here standing before me, brings my heart back to life," she told him as she stroked his face. James didn't pull her hand away. Instead, he leaned into her touch and brought his hand up to her hand.

James pulled Amelia closer to him to look into her golden eyes that were locked on his. 

James took her face into his hands and pulled her to his lips. He kissed her gently in hopes that their past memories would find him. 

James scooped her up, taking her to her room down that hall.

 It was just them, in their own world. Pulling her into his arms, they both fell asleep.

As James drifted off to sleep, he imagined he was at a fancy ball. The room was filled with many people that he had no idea who they were. He seemed to be the center of attention while dancing with a beautiful woman. Wearing a mask, she danced so gracefully across the floor with him. With a strange feeling, he could feel that he knew her and must have been deeply in love with her. 

Standing in a beautiful garden in front of a fountain with magnificent statues, he stood there looking at a much younger Amelia. Then it hit him. That was the day he asked her to marry him. Wanting to marry her for the longest time, he could finally ask her without fear of his mother interfering.

On a beautiful night, a small wedding was held under the moonlight, with a few guests to attend. Watching as Amelia's father walked her down the aisle in her beautiful white dress, with a small veil and flower that pinned her hair back.

On their wedding night, they were able to be together for the first time. Remembering how beautiful she looked under the stars on the beach.

Then a flash to another memory of when he was watching her sleep, with his hand resting on her growing belly.

With a complicated birth, she delivered twins, Arthur and Annabell. Two beautiful babies, one like Amelia and one like him.

Spending many hours in their nursery as they learned, it was all that James had hoped to have. The love of his life and two beautiful children.

As they got older, Annabell looked just like Amelia. Arthur looked just like him when he was a child. But with the blue eyes that he had now that he had become human after the potion, his mother made him take to cure him of the curse, as she would call it.

After the potion, he was now reunited with his love, feeling complete. They couldn't be more in love with each other. It was a perfect fairytale.

He then remembered he was sad to be human and wanting more than anything to be with Amelia like he once was. He asked her to change him back. Everything was perfect. He was like he was back to the way he wanted. His head burning with fire, that would be his last memory of his life. He remembered he had just spent the most beautiful night with Amelia, waking in the horror of his life slipping away. He remembered as he stumbled to get out of bed, he fell to the floor with his hands to his head. Amelia's voice was a blur, and then all of it went dark. That was the last of his memory of life. He wasn't certain what had really happened, but it seemed like a miracle that he was still alive, only falling asleep.

Stirring out of his sleep, he jumped out of bed. Startling Amelia, she met him at the end of the bed. "What is it?" she asked. He looked at Amelia, "I remember! I remember you, my love," he told her.