"Remember, my dear Obi-Wan. I've always loved you. I always will..."
The final words of the deceased Duchess of Mandalor—Satine Kyrze—still swam around in Obi-Wan's shattered mind. They clawed at him and seemed as if they would never fade away... He found himself asking his own mind: Will it ever be forgotten?
He had endured a lot of physical pain throughout the Clone War and even before that, though he wasn't sure if all his injuries compared to the physical torment of losing life. If he could, he would make all the pain go away with a bacta patch, though he knew there was no quick cure for grief.
Why can't I just forget?
It hurt just as much as when Qui-Gon died... Killed by the same vile creature in the same cruel way. He half expected himself to feel enrage, vengeful and scream into the crystal sky blaming the 'will of the Force' for letting this happen a second time, though he didn't. All he felt was grief and all he wanted to do was...Cry...
"I loved you, too, Satine. I always will..." Obi-Wan said softly in the room of his personal quarters. No one was around, no one was near and that gave Obi-Wan the peaceful serenity that he didn't know he needed.
For only a moment—one tiny, slight, millisecond of a moment—the universe had come to a halt. The planets stopped rotating and the stars stopped beaming. Everything paused in Obi-Wan's mind, before he was able to come back into reality; he was blinded by the pain and sadness of the past... So he tried to forget. Forget Maul, forget Mandalor, forget the new Death Watch... And so he did. He tried to forget, and he did.
But one thing will remain.
One part must never be forgotten and never will. She will always be remembered and always will... Duchess Satine.
•••
A/N
im not that good at writing Obi-Wan stuff, but I hope I did okay. This was a request on my WattPad account
may the Force be with you
-StarWarsJediGirl