A/N: Hey all you beautiful readers! Thank you so much for viewing my new fanfic! I've actually had this in the works for awhile now, but finally decided to publish chapter 1. I really hope you guys enjoy! This fanfic is a bit dark, but has LOTS of fluff, so no worries. Please please please favorite, follow, and review! Your kind words mean the world to me! Oh, and make sure to visit my other stories, Comfort, Or Something Like It and Bright Side. Happy holidays!

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***TRIGGER WARNING: THIS FANFIC CONTAINS MENTIONS OF RAPE, VIOLENCE, AND SELF-HARM! THERE WILL ALSO BE SOME VERY MATURE CONTENT (AKA SMUT ALERT!) SO PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! YOU MAY ALSO CRY AND/OR BE SMOTHERED IN FLUFFY GOODNESS SOON! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!***

DISCLAIMER: All Harry Potter content belongs to the amazing J. K. Rowling. I only own OC and some plot! I take no credit in the HP content, and make no money off of my writing. I'm just a girl with a dream...

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Chapter 1: Constellations

November 6, 2002

Four years had passed since the battle at Hogwarts. Four years Draco Malfoy had been freed from Voldemort's evil clutches. Ever since the war, Draco had desperately tried to turn his life around. After his father had been sentenced to life in Azkaban and his mother had isolated herself to the manor; he liked to think he had changed for the better.

After the boy-who-lived himself vouched for Draco- at his trial that took place after the war- and saved him from ending up like his father; he had formed a truce with the members of the golden trio. Deciding that after all the death and misery he had witnessed during the war; he wanted to help rebuild the world he lived in and help as much as possible. He became an auror shortly a year after the war and now worked with Harry and Weasley.

While training to be an auror; he had also began studying more on potions and medicine, and decided to try and be a healer as well. Of course, he couldn't work both jobs full time, so he was more of an emergency healer on missions if someone couldn't make it to St. Mungo's fast enough. He actually enjoyed helping people and felt like, for once, he was doing something right with his life.

In recent years he had actually formed a friendship with Harry and his weaselette wife. He had gotten to know their newborn son, James, really well, and he absolutely adored the little Potter mini. The baby himself positively loved Draco and looked up to him. He clung to him at Sunday dinners at the Potter's and quite frequently requested "Day-oh" during the week.

As for Weasley and Granger; Ron was tough on him at first, but eventually they began to meet up at a local pub every Friday night for a few drinks. Granger had easily overlooked his dark past and was, surprisingly, the one who approached him a year after the battle and held out her hand. He's now invited to her and Ron's wedding that will be taking place in April.

So far, his life felt right and he wasn't treated as a complete piece of trash anymore like he had been after the war. Even after all the donations he had made to rebuilding Hogwarts, redemption was hard to come by.

Days in the auror department consisted of hunting down stray death eaters and putting them in Azkaban. The days at the office had grown quite boring as it seemed the last of the death eaters were rounded up, or...so he thought...

Draco's life was forever changed the day he met Carina. A shy, sweet, and so very broken witch. Another poor victim of the LeStrange brothers. They had attempted countless times to capture them, but failed every time. They were just sick. Torturing, beating, and raping their victims into insanity. They were usually muggle or muggle-born women. Carina was just a very unfortunate muggle-born witch.

He was called out on a mission that day along with Harry, his good childhood friend Blaise Zabini, and a team of ten other aurors. The brothers had apparently been spotted. The LeStrange brothers were top priority and the faster they caught them; the more innocent lives that could be spared.

They all knew the unspeakable horrors that would most certainly await them at the place they were located. The LeStrange's were vicious and vile. Tearing away at their victims until they were left begging for death to come. And they just LOVED leaving behind evidence of their crimes. Such as the barely recognizable bodies or bloody torture tools they had undoubtedly used on the poor souls.

Nobody was expecting to find a very much alive young woman at the place they were to be found. The brothers were long gone, and left in their wake a seemingly barely conscious and quite possibly insane girl, covered in blood and dark bruises that littered her light skin.

She was curled up in a protective ball in the far corner of the foul room she was left in. The room was freezing cold and smelled of blood and decay. The girl was very thin and petite in general. They could just make out her shivering silhouette.

Draco, being the healer on missions such as these, cautiously approached her while four other aurors watched with raised wands. The others left to search the area and look for any clues as to where the devious duo went.

As he got closer to the girl he noticed she was completely naked and was mumbling to herself frantically. As he was reaching for the blanket he kept in his medical bag; he caught some of her jumbled up words and froze. "P-please d-don't...h-hurt m-me...p-please s-st-stop! L-l-leave m-me a-alone! I-it h-hurts s-so m-much...P-pl-please...p-please...please," she sobbed out. Her voice was laced with fear and he was close enough to see her eyes squeezed tightly shut.

"Shh...it's alright sweetheart. No one is going to hurt you anymore. I promise. You're safe now. We're going to help you. We're going to get you out of here. I need you to trust me, though. I want to try and heal you, so you don't hurt anymore, okay? You won't hurt anymore, but I need you to show me what hurts, so I can help you," he cooed in a soft, soothing voice. There was something about this girl. Maybe it was the fact that she was actually alive and didn't have her severed body parts plastered on the wall, but there was something so innocent and fragile about her that made him wish to help her in any way possible.

The mumbling had stopped, but there was no response to his words. He looked down at the large blanket he held in his hands and crouched down to be closer to her. "Hey," he whispered,"I've got a big soft blanket here for you to use. Is it okay if I wrap it around you? It's pretty cold in here. It'll make you feel better," he said softly. He smiled as he got a small nod in response. "Okay. Here you go," he said reaching out to carefully wrap the warm material around her trembling form. He hesitantly moved to sit beside her once her naked body was fully incased in the blanket. "I'm not going to hurt you. No one is. I swear. You can trust us. We'll keep you safe," he whispered to her before asking, "Can you tell me your name? I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours."

About 30 seconds past before he heard a tiny, nearly inaudible whisper, but Draco heard loud and clear in the silence of the room. "C-carina," she whispered with her eyes still closed.

"Carina? Like the constellation?"He smiled at her small nod. "That's a beautiful name," he continued whispering, "I'm Draco. Like the constellation. Looks like our parents had similar ideas, huh?" She nodded a bit. "Carina," he said softly, turning back to the task at hand,"Can you show me where it hurts, so I can help you? That's all I want to do. I promise. Please help me help you. I can try and make things better. Please, Carina?" He pleaded. He watched intently as after a few moments her tiny, shaky hand appeared from behind the blanket and gestured to her head, her neck, her chest, and then...the area between her legs. Draco instantly felt nauseous at the mere thought of this precious, innocent girl being raped, but no doubt the LeStrange brothers would enjoy some "fresh meat".

"Carina," he said, trying to keep his composure, "Look at me sweetheart. Please. Let me see you," he whispered. After about a minute, she lifted her head, and opened her eyes hesitantly. Even in the dim light of the aurors wands, he could make out bright emerald green eyes, shining with tears. "Did they...did they...take advantage of you?" He asked hesitantly. His heart nearly broke as she nodded and let out a broken sob. "Can...can I touch you? Is that okay?" He asked softly. She looked confused at first, but nodded nonetheless. He reached out and brushed his fingertips over her marred cheek before trailing his fingertips downward until they met the soft fabric of the blanket. "I promise to do anything I can to make you feel better. You're safe now. I promise. Please, let me take you away from this awful place, so you can be healed. You can trust us. We're here to help you," he whispered. Her bright green eyes darted back and forth between his until eventually she nodded ever so slightly while tears continued falling over her cheeks.

"Can you walk?" He asked, though he already knew the answer. His answer was confirmed as she shook her head and gestured again to between her thighs. He sighed. "I know, and I'm so so sorry," he said softly. He carefully secured the blanket around her before gently lifting her up and holding her trembling body close to his chest while carrying her bridal style. He immediately apologized when she winced during the process. Even almost dead weight; she felt as light as a feather in his arms.

"W-wh-where a-are y-you t-ta-taking m-me?" She asked barely above a whisper with her head buried in the crook of his neck.

"To St. Mungo 's. You can be healed properly there," he answered as he walked towards the other aurors who had awed expressions on their faces. Sure, Draco was always kind and compassionate to James, Teddy, Narcissa, and his other close friends and family, but his fellow aurors had never seen him so...caring.

He looked down anxiously as he felt her desperately struggling against his hold. "Hey, what's wrong? Carina? Carina, what's wrong?" He asked hurriedly as she began mumbling to herself again.

"N-no! P-pl-please...n-no...D-don't l-let th-them t-touch m-me...n-n-no...p-pl-please," she pleaded while more heart wrenching sobs erupted from her thrashing body.

"Hey, shh..shh..it's alright. Hey, it's okay. No one's going to hurt you. I promised remember? I'll keep you safe," he soothed while setting them on the ground with her in his lap as he rubbed her back soothingly. The team of aurors had come over as they saw her thrashing against him, but Draco held up a hand and they stopped in their tracks with confused expressions on all their faces. He knew this was going to be difficult.

"Drake, we have to get her out of here, mate. The LeStrange brothers could be coming back soon and we need her safe and away from here," his friend Blaise said cautiously.

Draco held Carina tighter as she burrowed further into his chest while softly crying at the mentioning of the LeStranges'. He had an idea. "Blaise, I can't take her to Mungo's. I'll bring her back to my house in London and take care of her there best I can and calm her down. She's not in critical condition, just shaken up and beaten. I'm not going to take her to Mungo's to be poked, prodded, and bombarded with questions. She's been through enough. I'm a professionally trained healer. Trust me. I can take care of her." He said convinced with himself.

Blaise sighed. "Alright," he said finally, "just get out of here safely and I'll tell Potter. I'm sure he'll want to check up on her later. We will need to take her into questioning eventually though." Draco nodded at him in appreciation before looking down at Carina.

"I'm going to take you someplace safe, alright? I promise. We won't go to St. Mungo's," he whispered in her ear. She nodded against his chest and he carefully lifted her up again, holding her close before nodding once more at Blaise, and apparating to his small home in England.

When they landed steadily in front of his house he quickly unlocked his door with wandless magic, and walked in. He set her carefully on his living room couch. "Wait here. I'll be right back," he told her while watching with sad eyes as she nodded and curled up into her little security ball. He grabbed a pillow from his room and walked into his large bathroom where he transfigured the pillow into a cot which now lay on the bathroom floor. He turned the tap for bath water on and let it fill the giant tub while he went to his bathroom cabinet in search of a variety of different healing potions and balms. Once he had everything he would need laid out; he cast a permanent warming charm on the now full bath and poured multiple different remedies in the water causing it to give off a vanilla and honey scent while lavender colored bubbles began to form in the tub. Draco walked into his room and grabbed a big fluffy white towel before going into the bathroom and hanging it up on the rack. He walked back into his room, took off his boots, removed his auror robe, and rolled up his shirt sleeves before rummaging through his drawers to find something suitable for her to wear. He settled on an old t-shirt he used to wear and a pair of his soft pajama pants that he never wore anymore. He laid them on the bathroom counter next to the many vials and jars.

Walking back into the living room; he heard quiet sniffling coming from the couch. His heart dropped as he walked over to her and saw her little button nose all red, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she was still trembling. She was absolutely traumatized. "Carina," he whispered while crouching down in front of her and reaching out to gently wipe away her tears with his thumbs. At first, she jumped at the touch, but initially relaxed. "Let's get you all fixed up, yeah? Let me help you, love," he said softly. She nodded and let him pick her up and carry her to the bathroom where he carefully laid her on the cot. "I'm going to try and heal you the best I can, but I need you to let me see your injuries," he said cautiously while gesturing to the blanket still wrapped tightly around her naked body. She looked up at him then, deciding whether to trust him or not. He would have her naked and defenseless below him. He could heal her like he promised, or he could use her like those foul men. As if reading her mind, he looked into her bright green eyes and whispered, "I would never hurt you like that. I'm just going to heal you. Nothing of that sort. You can trust me."

She looked into his silver-blue eyes and could tell he wasn't lying, but just to be sure, "P-promise?" She asked quietly.

He smiled at her then and said softly, "I promise. You can close your eyes if you want. It may seem to go by faster that way."

Carina nodded and whispered, "O-okay. I-I t-trust y-you Dr-Draco." It was the first time she had said his name, and stuttered or not it sounded beautiful coming from her mouth.

"Okay. Close your eyes. I'll warn you before I apply something potentially painful. I'll be gentle. I promise Carina." He whispered, loving the way her name rolled off his tongue. She nodded and closed her eyes. He could tell she had released her hold on the blanket by the way it loosened around her chest area. He stood and grabbed a vial of potion that would cleanse the cuts of infection. It stung on larger cuts and wounds. He poured a small amount on a soft cloth and knelt back down. "This may sting a bit. Let me know if the pain is unbearable," he whispered. He waited until she nodded before carefully applying the cloth to one of the larger cuts on her cheek. She winced as he dabbed it on her soft skin, but relaxed as the potion set in and cleansed the cut. He dabbed the cloth on the rest of the wounds on her face and could see her biting her lip trying not to wince. He gently stroked her cheek and smiled as she released her lip and took a deep breath.

He stood and replaced the potion in his hand with a potion that would relieve most of the pain from her injuries. He knelt back down and applied the potion to all of the cuts on her face and jaw. He saw the instant relief it had on her as her muscles relaxed and her features calmed.

"Alright," he started as he reached for a jar of bruise paste, "I'll rub this into the bruises all over your neck, jaw, and face, and then repeat the whole process on the rest of you. Then we'll get you all cleaned up in the bath and comfortable here, alright?" He asked softly while unscrewing the lid to the balm. He moved the blanket down a bit to her collarbone and saw her flinch at first before calming herself. She nodded and he dipped two fingers into the balm before very gently rubbing it over the dark purple bruise on her cheek and jaw. He made sure to smooth it into her skin really well before moving his fingers down the trail of bite marks on her neck. Fortunately, he had already applied the potion to prevent infection before applying the bruise paste.

"How old are you, Carina? If you don't mind answering of course," he asked while tenderly massaging the thick cream into her neck.

"I-I'll b-be tw-twenty-o-one o-on N-nov-vember e-eight t-teenth,"she spoke quietly. He froze. That was only twelve days away. On the bright side, she wasn't much younger than him, so their odd companionship wouldn't be awkward if it grew into something more. Wait- what?! "W-what's w-wrong?" She asked hesitantly feeling his movements seize.

He quickly caught himself as he noticed how tense she was again. Her brow was furrowed and he felt her pulse quicken beneath his fingers. "Nothing," he said, stroking her cheek with his thumb and watching her relax slightly, "You've just been through so much and you're only twenty. I turned twenty-two on June fifth, so I'm actually not much older than you," he said while continuing to rub the balm into her skin.

He closed the jar after he finished rubbing the balm into the last bruise on her neck and stood to place it back on the counter. He wiped the balm from his fingers off on a towel and grabbed the vial of potion he had used before to cleanse the wound. He turned around with it in his hand and was surprised to see Carina looking up at him with wide, nervous emerald green eyes. He knelt down next to her and whispered, "Can I see your hand?" She looked confused at first, but her small hand appeared from the blanket nonetheless, and Draco helped her secure it back around herself so nothing showed before taking her hand in his and intertwining their fingers. He ran his thumb along the back of her hand and watched as she followed the action with her eyes.

"Carina," he said softly and smiled at her as she met his eyes, "I promise I'll never hurt you like that. And I'll do my best to make you as comfortable as possible, but I may have to make you slightly uncomfortable in the process. Are you positive you trust me?" He asked.

She continued to look at him for a few moments before nodding her head and whispering, "Positive." He smiled at the fact she didn't stutter and took that as confirmation enough.

"Alright, same as before. The first part may sting a bit," he said and gently released her hand to uncork the vial and pour a tad on a soft cloth. He placed the cloth on the cot before reaching for the blanket. He watched as she closed her eyes tight and tensed up as he slipped his fingers under the top of the blanket and slid it down her shoulders. Her breath hitched as he slid the blanket down to her waist, leaving her chest and stomach bare to him. He quickly examined the wounds on her chest while trying his hardest NOT to look at her breasts. It was difficult considering most of the damage was done on them. There were large bruises and bite marks, and on her sunken stomach were carved the words...MUDBLOOD. He could tell it was carved with a cursed knife because of the dark magic he felt around it. Just like his now faded dark mark. Just like Hermione's scar. His breath hitched, "Y-you're a witch?" He asked.

Carina gasped and sat up while trying desperately to cover herself. She pulled the blanket back up to her chest and clutched her stomach tightly. "I-I f-forgot a-about th-that," she whispered and he saw the tears leak out from behind her eyelids.

"Carina," he whispered moving to sit beside her and wrapping his arms around her trembling body. She immediately snuggled further into his chest as he rubbed his hand softly up and down her bare arm for a few minutes. "Lay back down, angel. Let's finish this up and then I'll make you some of my delicious homemade tea, yeah? You'll love it," he whispered softly in her ear. He felt her hesitatingly nod against his chest and he slowly pulled back and laid her back down on the cot. He gently pulled the blanket back down after she had closed her eyes again. He settled it above her waist and quickly got back to work. He massaged the multiple creams into her arms and chest before moving down to her stomach. He gently dabbed the liquid into the ragged words on her stomach and she gasped sharply in pain. "I'm sorry," he whispered while softly caressing the area of skin surrounding the scar to calm her best he could. He finished all of her upper half and pulled the blanket back over her chest. Her eyes opened as soon as she felt the blanket go back over her chest. He saw her anxious expression and decided to leave the hardest part for last.

"I'll heal you legs first, yeah?" He asked. She nodded and closed her eyes once more. He slowly lifted the lower half of the blanket and left it about mid thigh. He examined her lower legs and only saw a few major injuries, along with multiple minor cuts and scrapes. He made quick work of her lower thighs as well as her calves.

As he reached to move the blanket upwards he noticed her body visibly tense up. "I'll try and get this over with as fast as possible. I'll be gentle. I promise," he said softly. Carina took a deep breath before nodding hesitantly. Draco took a deep breath as well before mentally counting down from three.

3...

2...

1...

He lifted the blanket the rest of the way and rested it around her waist before finally laying eyes on her most sensitive area. He had to stop himself from gasping audibly as he saw the dark red blood that coated her inner thighs. He looked back up at Carina and saw her near impaling her lower lip with her teeth. He leant up and stroked her cheek like he'd done before and she slowly released her lip. "Can you spread your legs for me?" He asked hesitantly. She nodded slightly and spread her legs that were still shaking. He knelt back down and took out his wand. He muttered a mental, "Scorgify" and watched as the blood slowly disappeared from her legs. What he saw beneath where the blood had been was no reassurance. Large dark purple bruises surrounded the sensitive skin of her opening. One quick glance at that area told him the brothers were extremely brutal with her. Her skin was torn and there were bite marks along her navel. Her clitoris was swollen and red and he could understand why she hadn't been able to walk earlier. He would be greatly concerned if she wasn't in pain. He moved the blanket up further to above her stomach and tapped his wand gently to her stomach while muttering an incantation that would repair any internal flesh. The spell couldn't repair a virginal barrier, but it repaired other torn flesh. She winced sharply and he immediately apologized again. He gently rubbed the bruise paste over her inner thighs- careful not to accidentally touch THAT part of her- and around her swollen nub. He chanced a glance at her face and saw her cheeks were tinged a delicate pink and her lip was being marred once again.

He finished with the cream and pulled the blanket back down over her. "There. All finished. I'll just apply some more after your bath and...yeah," he said rather abruptly. She opened her eyes and looked up at him as he stood to wash his hands and screw the lid back on the paste. He placed the vials back in his cabinet, but left the paste out as it needed to be reapplied to the more serious wounds once she was done bathing. He couldn't get the image of her damaged body out of his mind.

"D-Draco," he turned as soon as he heard her soft angelic voice say his name, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Yes?" He asked softly, not wanting to push her at all if she changed her mind and decided to not say whatever it was after all.

"Thank you. F-for h-helping me," she said sincerely. He smiled and reached down to take her smaller hand in his own.

"Pleasure's all mine, love," he said sweetly. "Come on," he said while gently pulling her up and helping her secure the blanket around herself. He carefully lifted her into his arms and brought her over to the tub where he sat her down on the ledge. "Do you need help getting in?" He asked softly. She shook her head no. "Alright, you get in and wait there and I'll go get the tea ready and put a warming charm on it for when you get out. I'll be right back, okay?" She nodded while looking down at the luxurious bath, obviously craving cleanliness after all she'd been through.

After Draco had left, Carina discarded the blanket to the floor and slipped into the warm water. She immediately hissed in pain as the water stung her many wounds and sensitive parts, but noticed how it had already began to loosen her tense muscles and she leant back against the cushioned tub with a shaky sigh. Closing her eyes, the last few weeks flashed throughout her mind, the unwanted memories forever haunting her.

"Carina?" Carina's eyes flew open and she realized there were tears flowing down her cheeks again. There stood Draco with his beautiful silver eyes that held so much concern she almost broke down right there. Almost. In two long strides he was kneeling beside the tub and gently brushing away her tears. "You don't need to tell me," he whispered. "But, I'm here if you want to talk about it. I can't imagine what you've been through, but I'll help you fight it if you let me." She nodded and subconsciously leaned into his comforting touch. Draco's eyes darted to the left, and after seemingly making a split second decision, he stood abruptly and tugged his shirt up and over his head, throwing it to the floor.

"W-what are you doing?" Carina asked now extremely uncomfortable and she curled up again as he began unbuckling his pants. She tried to not look at his extremely taunt muscles and defined abs, but a few glances couldn't be helped. God, he was fit. Did he work out?

"Mind if I join you? Don't worry, I won't look. I promise. Is that okay?" He asked, concerned with her discomfort.

"Um...y-yes. That's fine." She spoke quietly. He gave her a reassuring smile and tossed his belt to the floor with a loud clank. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and after stepping out of them, slipped into the opposite side of the tub with his boxers still on. Luckily, the tub being as full as it was, the bubbles almost went to her collarbone and managed to conceal her modesty. After a minute or two of silence and secret glances, Draco finally spoke up.

"Ah, I transfigured the soap into something more...feminine for you. Here," he said, grabbed the soup, and reached across the large tub to set it beside her on the ledge. Choosing not to acknowledge that his fingertips accidentally brushed her shoulder, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Oh! Th-thank you. That was very thoughtful of you." She said in surprise, but he was just glad her stuttering was now slowly reduced to longer more coherent sentences. She lifted the bar of vanilla scented soap with trembling fingers and when she reached up to scrub her shoulders and neck, she ended up dropping the bar with an anguished cry. Draco was immediately there to assist.

"Are you alright? What part hurts?" He asked softly while stretching his arms out to examine her trembling hands to see if he missed something and she had broken a finger or twisted her wrist.

"I- I'm okay I think. My muscles are just really sore from..." She trailed off and he nodded in understanding. There was no mistaking the cuff marks on her wrists.

"I'm so sorry Carina. Here, come here, I'll help you." He said soothingly and helped her position herself properly so that she sat with her back to him. He reached into the water and retrieved the bar of soap, careful to avoid any unnoticeable flesh. He moved her long, golden brown, wavy hair to rest over her shoulder with the gentlest of fingers. He lathered some soap in a washcloth and began to gently scrub her back. "You okay?" He asked a few minutes later as he moved the washcloth to scrub her arms and neck. She nodded and a small sigh escaped her lips as he washed the tender skin of her neck. She closed her eyes and leant her head back against his shoulder, causing his eyes to widen. He didn't dare object in case he embarrassed her or she felt rejected in any way. Draco didn't think he could help himself if he tried. His hands trailed back over her shoulders and down her back before gently encircling her waist. He felt more than heard her breath hitch, but she didn't protest against his sudden actions. His fingers began to trace gentle patterns over the soft skin of her belly. Her brow furrowed and she arched her back slightly, almost unnoticeably, but Draco noticed. He WAS a seeker a few years back.

"You okay?" He asked softly. She nodded and her hair tickled his chin. He moved his hands and lathered more soap onto the cloth before gently scrubbing her belly and ribs area, careful of her scar. She whimpered as he hit a sore spot and then shifted her body so that her side rested against his chest. Her supple breasts brushed against his bare chest and he caught the blush on her cheeks before she buried her head in the crook of his neck as he continued to cleanse her. Even as Draco continued to wash her body, she knew she'd probably never feel clean after being violated the way she had been.

Previous events flashed before her eyes and she shuddered violently against Draco. She felt him tense behind her and then place the soaked washcloth on the edge of the tub. He wrapped his arms around her and held her to his chest as she cried into his shoulder. "I'm so sorry." He whispered against her hair. She could only shake her head as her body was wracked with sobs.

To Be Continued...

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed chapter one of Unconditionally Unconventional! Please *begs desperately* favorite, follow, and review! I love you all and thank you for your amazing support! You guys are so great! Happy holidays! Stay safe! Chapter 2 will be posted ASAP! Love you guys! Thank you so so much! R&R!

Lots of lovely lovely love,

Mae :)