"Thank you, Miss." "What for?" She asked not knowing why he thanked her. She had only split a small loaf of bread about a foot in size. "You are kind." He said as he looked at the loaf wondering if it would be shameful if 'something' like him ate with someone so generous.
"I only gave you half a bread loaf. I wish I could've given you more." She said. "But you have." He replied as he thought she possessed a friendly face far from the people who threatened him with pitch forks and torches.
"How so?" She questioned. "You have never called me a 'monster'." He bit his lip at the very word. He was glad that she never stared at the stitches that lined his body. "You didn't choose to be this way." She said as she laid a hand on his cheek.
Was in wrong for her to love him? She knew him before he became this way. He was a brilliant gentleman who never gave her romantic feelings the time of day. He forgot her when he was reanimated after the horrible accident involving Lady Emilie and Lord Adrien. Lord Gabriel had to choose between saving his wife or his son.
He choose his son because he knew that his wife couldn't live a life without their son. Now Adrien compiled both of his and his mother's parts is considered a monster. He couldn't remember anything both memories of him and his mother were all jumbled together.
"You are not a monster. You are much better." She said kissing his pale forehead. He couldn't feel the kiss. All the pleasure centers in his brain were qdead as he should of been but he appreciated the thought. This dark haired girl was the only nice person in his life yet he felt guilty that she wasted her kindness on someone so grotesque.
"The townspeople disagree." He stated. She wanted to save him from the suffering. He wanted to tell her that he spent everyday in pain because his body was trying to pump blood to almost completely dead organs. "I believe you're more than just a pretty face." She teased knowing that even with a stitch from one end to his face to the other he was still handsome.
