Chapter two: The box
Kaydence grew up fast. She was now around 7 years old. To many people's astonishment and disappointment Christian still hadn't gotten over his love. Satine was still alive according to him and he wouldn't let anyone ruin that. He was , unfortunately, beginning to forget his most precious memories with her. He had been longing to find the story he had written about them a few years ago. He was near 30 and couldn't come to reality and face it that he wouldn't be with Satine for the rest of his life. Or would he? That was were his adventure began.
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"Dear, won't you please go into the attic to fetch my knitting?" Bell asked Christian. Bell was sitting in her rocking chair in the study. She was reading a book. Her face looked so innocent.
"Sure dear." Christian gave her a quick glance and she smiled at him but he didn't return it. His face was glum. He was wearing a dirty white shirt and black pants with suspenders. His face seemed to be neglected. He had been growing a beard.
Christian walked into the parlor where the entrance to the attic was and entered it. He began rummaging through boxes and didn't find her knitting. He had been looking nearly all day until he came upon a box hidden in the corner that had the look of being untouched in years. On the top of it laid the knitting.
"Finally," He said in a sigh. He grabbed the knitting but just as he was about to leave he turned to the box. He had the strangest feeling that something spectacular was in there that would change his life forever. He grabbed the box and sat down on the rug covered floor of the dirty attic. He gently opened the box. Inside was a box of papers. He was surprised to find that it was the story he had written only ten short years ago. He picked it up and took it down with him. He gave the knitting to his wife but his eyes never left the sorrow-filled pages.
"Honey what is that?" Bell asked concerned.
"What? Oh nothing dear just some important business papers," Christian lied as his peeled his eyes away to look at her.
" Oh well thankyou you for getting it for me"
She got to knitting and Christian left the room. He went back to the parlor to read the story.