008. Lamp

POV: Rose

Word count: 149

After the attack, I was desperate to get into Dimitri's room to get his belongings – it was a way of mine to preserve him, his memory. Of course, I was not allowed, not until it was already completely cleared out.

Going in there then was no different to going into any other room. It became soulless, like he had never lived there. But as I sat down on the bed which once was his, I noticed something, something I remembered – his bedside lamp.

It was the lamp which was on when I came into his room that night when Lissa was kidnapped. It was the lamp by which light we almost made love. It was the lamp by which he intended to put my necklace down.

Such a simple object, but so many memories go with it.

I stood up, unplugged the lamp, and left the room with it.