life after loss

Deathbelle had her many flaws and mistakes underneath her belt, a lifetime of bad decisions and regrets. A life filled with many regrets. That was why she was even here, blessed to have any part of the young innocent life before her. And yet she was trying to exacerbate those mistakes and make them again. Or make that final decision and hurt those who still cared about her even more. Her mind was far too often stuck on the wrongs, and that was why she was so delicate right now, riding the razor’s edge.

Belle held onto Veigar for a long time, and he clung to her in earnest as well. There wasn’t much brightness the once Empress had to look at anymore. The life she once knew was over and she’d become a shell of herself. What was left clung to Veigar as her arms did now. No one had come but him, he was the one who really cared after everything she had done.

He pulled away from her, only enough that their eyes could meet and the boy could speak up sweetly, he returned her sentiment and those words meant the world to her. ”No, Veigar.” She tried to assure him as she blubbered through the overwhelming emotions. ”You’ve done everything right, it’s me… It’s me that’s made all of the mistakes.” She cried softly, knowing he didn’t deserve to see her like this but the woman couldn’t help the emotions. There were far too many feelings and her regrets were piled far too high.