Love at First Touch
Chapter 11 - Forgiveness
Belle stared in awe at the broken pieces of the figurine that spelled out the word Forgive. She felt this strange mystical force surround her body that gently pushed her towards the door.
Belle was no longer in control. This force was controlling her movements and her mind.
She opened the door and got in the elevator. Belle made her way to the bottom floor. When she stepped out she asked the doorman to call for her father's limousine.
After less than 5 minutes, the limousine arrived. The driver stepped out of the car and opened Belle's door.
"Where to, Miss Black?" asked the driver.
"Do you know a man by the name of Shawn Douglas Brady?" questioned Belle.
"Yes, he works for your father."
"Do you know where he lives?" questioned Belle again.
"Yes, we have picked him up on several occasions." Replied the driver.
"Please drive me to his home," requested Belle.
Belle was still in a mysterious state. Inside her mind, she wanted to break free of this energy that was overpowering her, but that energy was so strong that she couldn't overcome it.
"We have arrived."
Belle picked up the cellular that Shawn had given her and dialed the last number that had called her.
"Hello?" answered Shawn on the other end.
"Come downstairs," said Belle in a demanding yet sensuous tone.
What am I doing?! Stop!
Suddenly, a voice replied to Belle in her mind. "Sweetheart, I am trying to help you do what will make you truly happy. This young boy didn't mean to cause the trouble he did. He was a child. I want you to know that I love you and I know that you have feelings for him. I don't want you to deny those feelings and hold his past actions against him. Forgiveness will open up the door that you have closed. the door that will lead to your happiness. I love you, my sweet little girl."
Oh mom, I love you, too.
Soft tapping on the glass interrupted Belle's thoughts. Belle felt whole again and she now knew what she had to do in order to make all this wrong turn into right.
She opened the door.
"Get in," she commanded.
Shawn stepped into the limousine. His facial expressions displayed both confusion and a slight bit of delight, as he was able to see the girl that he had been dreaming about face to face.
"Driver, can you take us to the Salem Cemetary?" Belle requested.
"Belle, don't do this," said Shawn.
"I have to. It's the only way," replied Belle.
"The only way for what?"
"The only way to move on. together."
Belle placed her hand on Shawn's. He quietly sat in his seat, enjoying the warmth of Belle's hand on his. He had an overwhelming feeling that everything would turn out all right.
The limousine stopped as it reached its destination and the door was opened. Shawn and Belle stepped out of the car. She took a hold of his hand and guided him through the cemetery towards her mother's grave.
Shawn felt a tear roll down his face as he relived the moment that she died. He still felt guilty over her death.
Belle turned to Shawn. "She understands."
"Understands?" replied a puzzled Shawn.
"She understands that you did not mean to hurt her. She made me understand that it was an accident. She forgives your actions as a child. and I. forgive you as well." Belle told Shawn.
A soothing breeze passed through their bodies as tears swelled up in Shawn's eyes. He finally felt his guilt being lifted from him. Belle raised her hand and wiped the tears from his face. She looked deep into his eyes to substantiate her forgiveness. Her arms found their way around Shawn as she began to embrace him. Her embrace was returned and Shawn lightly placed a kiss on Belle's forehead as he said, "Thank you."
Chapter 11 - Forgiveness
Belle stared in awe at the broken pieces of the figurine that spelled out the word Forgive. She felt this strange mystical force surround her body that gently pushed her towards the door.
Belle was no longer in control. This force was controlling her movements and her mind.
She opened the door and got in the elevator. Belle made her way to the bottom floor. When she stepped out she asked the doorman to call for her father's limousine.
After less than 5 minutes, the limousine arrived. The driver stepped out of the car and opened Belle's door.
"Where to, Miss Black?" asked the driver.
"Do you know a man by the name of Shawn Douglas Brady?" questioned Belle.
"Yes, he works for your father."
"Do you know where he lives?" questioned Belle again.
"Yes, we have picked him up on several occasions." Replied the driver.
"Please drive me to his home," requested Belle.
Belle was still in a mysterious state. Inside her mind, she wanted to break free of this energy that was overpowering her, but that energy was so strong that she couldn't overcome it.
"We have arrived."
Belle picked up the cellular that Shawn had given her and dialed the last number that had called her.
"Hello?" answered Shawn on the other end.
"Come downstairs," said Belle in a demanding yet sensuous tone.
What am I doing?! Stop!
Suddenly, a voice replied to Belle in her mind. "Sweetheart, I am trying to help you do what will make you truly happy. This young boy didn't mean to cause the trouble he did. He was a child. I want you to know that I love you and I know that you have feelings for him. I don't want you to deny those feelings and hold his past actions against him. Forgiveness will open up the door that you have closed. the door that will lead to your happiness. I love you, my sweet little girl."
Oh mom, I love you, too.
Soft tapping on the glass interrupted Belle's thoughts. Belle felt whole again and she now knew what she had to do in order to make all this wrong turn into right.
She opened the door.
"Get in," she commanded.
Shawn stepped into the limousine. His facial expressions displayed both confusion and a slight bit of delight, as he was able to see the girl that he had been dreaming about face to face.
"Driver, can you take us to the Salem Cemetary?" Belle requested.
"Belle, don't do this," said Shawn.
"I have to. It's the only way," replied Belle.
"The only way for what?"
"The only way to move on. together."
Belle placed her hand on Shawn's. He quietly sat in his seat, enjoying the warmth of Belle's hand on his. He had an overwhelming feeling that everything would turn out all right.
The limousine stopped as it reached its destination and the door was opened. Shawn and Belle stepped out of the car. She took a hold of his hand and guided him through the cemetery towards her mother's grave.
Shawn felt a tear roll down his face as he relived the moment that she died. He still felt guilty over her death.
Belle turned to Shawn. "She understands."
"Understands?" replied a puzzled Shawn.
"She understands that you did not mean to hurt her. She made me understand that it was an accident. She forgives your actions as a child. and I. forgive you as well." Belle told Shawn.
A soothing breeze passed through their bodies as tears swelled up in Shawn's eyes. He finally felt his guilt being lifted from him. Belle raised her hand and wiped the tears from his face. She looked deep into his eyes to substantiate her forgiveness. Her arms found their way around Shawn as she began to embrace him. Her embrace was returned and Shawn lightly placed a kiss on Belle's forehead as he said, "Thank you."
