Love You Like I've Never Been Broken

It had been so long. Would she think him dead or perhaps worse? Would she be able to forgive him for disappearing as he had? A year had rolled by without a word or a sound to one another and the void was silent and unfilled. At least, that's how it was on his part. He did not expect to get to her and find that she had waited for him all that time. ?That would be selfish and he had done enough of that in disappearing already. Now, he felt as though nothing would deliver him from this particularly weighty sin, and to top that off; how could she want a monster such as he? ?
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? It was as bad as it sounded. Gideon James has become a scarred massacre. He had become and abomination and gods of was ugly. He was terrifying in the most unrealistic ways, and to look at his eyes (one completely burned gone) and find that it was actually him...it was difficult. His life was a complete miracle at that point. Of course, he had risked it trying to save the damned brother of the only woman he could claim to love. He had done it because her family was her world, and he would not risk that as it has been in the past. For one, Gideon would not do anything to make things better for himself, but for someone else. That in itself was a rare feat. Today, though, was about looking for lost love and seeing if it was there at all. If he repulsed her, of course, he would leave. If she had given her heart to another he would also go. Her happiness had become the only thing of relevance.

?Gideon stood on what seemed to be the [new] Valhallan borders and he stated forward with eyes that almost seemed scared. He did not look good, but he still looked the same, and immediately he called for her. A long and immediate howl. Something that had to be done else he be scared away. That was something worth trying to do. Gideon could feel every fear that he had rise through his throat. It stirred and at and did its best to make him and more frightened. Had he ever actually been frightened of something? No, he had not. Now he was and he would admit it. He was scared of being alone from then on to forever--his light was coming back to him. His moon, he just prayed there was still room in her sky for him to sit.?