He anxiously collects his belongings and gazes at me momentarily, as if enquiring whether it is truly acceptable to share the bed with me. I stifle my amusement as he stumbles over his own blanket and falls into the bed, a portion of his shirt lifting over his belly button. I observe a fleeting view of an S-shaped scar on his hip, but he promptly adjusts his shirt to conceal it.
I strive to feign ignorance of the shame in his eyes as he hastily seeks refuge behind the covers, while I join him in bed, drawing the covers aside to expose his flushed visage.
“What is the reason for your concealment from me?” “I enquire, his dark brown eyes averted from my gaze.” I elevate his chin, compelling him to meet my gaze. “Why did you conceal your stutter from me?” ”
Point of View
“What prompted you to conceal your stutter from me?” She enquires, extending her hand to caress my cheek.
I recoil, my entire existence disintegrating around me.
Expeditious! Feign death, Jimmy chuckles, his foolish remark heightening my anxiety.
Unable to confront my partner, I turn onto my side to conceal my embarrassment, drawing the covers over my head. For an extended duration, the sole sound I perceive is the rhythmic thumping of my heart against my ears, intensifying with each fleeting second.
“So?” Ricky whispers, cautiously resting her hand on the sheets. “Therefore, kindly direct your gaze towards me.” “There is no need for you to conceal yourself from me.”
The trepidation constricting my heart, however, renders it difficult for me to confront her. I am aware that it is prudent to remain silent. My father devoted years to emphasising the insignificance of my words and conditioned me to be silent to prevent his embarrassment. I am acutely aware that upon hearing my voice, she will either laugh or, even more distressingly, despise me as my father does.
“You are exhibiting irrational behavior,” Jimmy murmurs. If she truly despised you, why would she remain in your presence? The Queen offered her an opportunity to depart, yet she opted to remain with us! She requested that we safeguard her and her puppy. Our canine companion! She kissed us intentionally. She placed her son in a separate room to be alone with us. Does that resemble an individual who despises you for your imperfections? Do her acts have any resemblance to Father’s?
Each individual phrase he utters seems coherent, yet I am unable to grasp their collective significance. How could someone love me as I am?
My father could not endure the sight of me. Gamma Rocco never abused me; rather, he acquiesced to my father’s notion of presenting me as Agne’s kid and feigned my nonexistence. He wilfully ignored the suffering and humiliation I endured in the Hive. Melina is unable to hear me, hence she cannot become impatient with my repeated statements. My mother was benevolent, yet I was very aware that I was a burden to her and that I caused her considerable distress. My ineptitude obstructed a more favourable marriage between her and my father. At little one month old, my brother Duncan passed away, however I am certain that mother preferred his survival over mine. He would have been a superior kid, and my father would have taken pride in designating him as the next heir of Scarlett Haven.
Bray is the sole individual who appears oblivious to my flaws; nevertheless, he is merely a toddler and lacks the comprehension that the man he wishes to address as Dad struggles to articulate his name without faltering. Eventually, he will mature and feel embarrassed by my presence during conversations with him and his peers. He may even feign ignorance of my identity.
I cannot fathom the possibility that anyone will ever accept me as I am. Silence is my sole proficiency. I cannot cause embarrassment or create discord if I remain silent and refrain from speaking. I can embody the Silent Alpha, the individual my father is too apprehensive to reveal to the world. The individual who resides in obscurity, observing those he cherishes from the solace of the shadows.
Absurdity! Jimmy growls. This is unacceptable, and you are aware of it! Our companion is providing us with an opportunity to reveal our true selves, he asserts, his ire palpable in each word he utters. Have you overlooked the magnitude of that? Following the actions of her previous partner, she is now requesting our permission to enter. Exhibit some confidence in our companion and provide her an opportunity. She is deserving of it.
She merits a superior partner.
Will you exhibit some faith in the Moon Goddess for once? Jimmy exhales in exasperation. She selected Ricky for us for a specific reason, and I, for one, am eager to ascertain what that reason is. Do you not?
