Well, this story popped in my head yesterday. It will be updated at least weekly since the chapters are short. I have not abandoned my other stories. The Affection:Amell story will be updated this week. I want to thank the Writer's and Cullen group on Facebook for their support and we will see where this goes. Hope you enjoy!

Thanks for reading, etc. You all are awesome!

Prologue

Evelyn felt dirty for what she was about to do. Cullen's gaze was filled with love and she knew that it was directed towards her. Her heart felt as though it was breaking the longer she stared at him. She closed her eyes in pain, knowing that she was going to literally shatter his heart into a million pieces without using her bow. Was she that selfish?

Fighting Corypheus was easier than her current situation. It took several months for her to get into a relationship with Cullen. She thought she was in love. She thought that he was the one that she was going to grow old with together. That was until she met him. All she had to say was two simple words and it would be over. Those two simple words were quick as snapping her fingers. Two seconds at most. The thought made her want to throw up. Cullen deserved better.

"Evie?" His soft voice broke her out of her self-loathing.

Seeing the concern in his eyes made her gulp, her throat was dry from nervousness. Maybe looking at something else would make the process go a little easier. The crack on his office wall suddenly became interesting, but she could still feel his eyes on her. Her palms became sweaty the longer she stayed in his presence.

Just get it over with! She screamed in her mind. She looked at the ceiling and closed her eyes, mentally counting to three.

She cleared her throat to ready her voice. "Cullen…" She began. Her hands fidgeted with the folds of her robes, wiping the sweat from her palms. Why was this so difficult? She mentally groaned.

His brow furrowed in confusion from the tone of her voice. She was going to go to the Void for doing this.

"Is everything alright?" He asked softly and she stiffened when he gently touched her arms, losing her resolve.

"Sorry, my love. I have a lot on my mind. Let's go to bed." She winced as soon as the words uttered from her mouth. She was leading him on.

Mechanically, she made her way up the ladder. She could feel his presence following her from behind. One step creaked in protest from the combined weight of his armor. When she reached his bedroom, she stopped to see the moonlight peering from the hole from his roof that remained unfixed. How many starry nights had they laid under the moonlight? She had fond memories and she was sure that Cullen did as well. She had a sinking feeling that tonight was going to be the worst night of Cullen's life.

She frowned at the perfectly made bed. She needed to find a better way to handle the situation. Perhaps, it would be easier in the morning after she came up with a better strategy.

A tender touch to her face broke her out of her musings. Cullen was on top of her. Taking a brief glance at her body, she saw that she was already naked. His touch used to set her on fire but now she felt empty. She wanted the night to pass by quickly.

When he entered her, she forcefully gasped and shut her eyes. She knew she stiffened at some point. If Cullen noticed, he did not show. Their bodies rocked back and forth. The longer he was in her, she could feel her release coming like a storm. Cullen's hair turned to black. His once amber eyes faded to a sky blue. His perfect nose had a scar.

"Garrett!" She yelled as soon as she reached her climax. She felt his hands stiffen on her shoulders before falling on the bed. His shoulders sagged and his head bowed.

She wounded him.

Reaching a hand out, she quickly retracted it back. She had already done enough damage for the night. He did not move his eyes from the spot she was laying on the bed as she exited from him.

"I'm sorry." She muttered as she scrambled to get her clothes before escaping down the ladder. Tears streamed from her eyes by the way she handled the situation. She felt free but she broke the commander's heart in the process.

She did not see the box holding a ring on his nightstand.

A/N: Cullen is not going to be all sobby. I believe that would be out of character for him.

Next time:

"Saya Amell, you do realize that I banished all Grey Wardens from Orlais?"