„Daddy, what was she like...your Camille?" Hope surprised me by asking.
„My Camille..." I began, trying to think of a way to describe how beautiful she was, there's really no polite summation that will do her justice. „Well, she was the first person who made me believe that the world isn't awful, that people are not awful because if people like her existed...people so beautiful, so kind, compassionate and loving, yet so brave and selfless. People who, even after seeing all of your flaws and demons that have haunted you ever since you were turned into an irredeemable monster believe that you are worth saving and fight for your salvation, fight for you to find peace in the afterlife. People who would never give up on you, who would always love you no matter what, If people like that existed...people like her, then the world simply couldn't be this entirely awful, dark place. After all, the sun comes out every day and lights our way. Camille was that light for me, every single day, she shone brighter than the sun.
„How does it feel? To love someone that much?" Hope asked.
„It feels like a flood." I replied, trying to hide my tears. „You get flooded with these extremely strong feelings of affection and adoration. Suddenly, this person, this one person becomes the person that you can't function without, that you can't breathe without, that you can't live without and you realize that your life didn't have a purpose before you met that one person. You weren't really living your life. You were merely existing, waiting for that person, your soulmate to walk into your life and make you feel alive. That one person whose joy makes you radiant, whose tears make you so angry that it amazes you because you didn't think it was humanly possible to be so angry. The person who means the world to you, who you would give your life for, because you know life without them would be completely pointless, and you remember every single moment you spent together: Every conversation you had, every laugh, every smile, every touch, every look, every kiss. It's the memory of those little, yet so meaningful moments that keep you alive when you lose a person you love so much that no words can describe. It's those little moments that you carry with you every moment of every day. Because they keep your soulmate alive, your soulmate never really leaves you. That person becomes a part of you and continues to live through you. That person becomes immortal."
„You know what daddy?" Hope asked making me smile. „I hope that some day, i will love someone as much as you loved Cami."
„I hope so too sweetheart, but that kind of love is very rare and very hard to find so be patient alright?"
„Alright i promise i'll be patient...but daddy? I wish i could've met her. She sounds like an angel."
„She was an angel, my angel." My daughter seemed lost in her thoughts for a moment, then she said.
„Do you think i could bring her back? You always said i was the most powerful of all witches, daddy i would really want you to be happy."
„I am happy, all i need to be happy is my Hope. Don't you worry about your daddy okay?" And i really was happy, my daughter was my happiness. I loved her more than anything in this world, but still there was this little piece of me that said my happiness would be complete if i had Camille by my side. I didn't want Hope to be angry with herself if she tries to find a way to bring Camille back and fails, i guess the memory of my Camille would have to be enough.
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