SILVER-HEART
Chapter 83: Cold Shoulder

Chapter 83: Cold Shoulder

With every step, my heart felt like leaping off my chest and my body felt like losing balance, but I stayed on my feet until I reached the curtain and zapped it open.

I was right! The door is still here.

I swallowed a lump in my throat before grabbing the door handle and to my surprise it opened freely without me using any of my strength and I was thankful. With my beating heart, I walked through the doors and it slammed shut behind me.

I came in view of the familiar stream, shiny... the water spilling from the rocks, the green grasses around it, curving around the round stream and then up ahead, the snow season, always a beautiful sight. And the moon was at its highest, full, and shone on it making it more magical.

But what rivaled the ravishing view and stood out in splendor causing a flutter in my heart was William standing in the stream with his back facing me.

My lips parted as I took in the grandiose view, his long silver hair was wet and stuck to his wet body, I gulped assessing every droplet of water that caress his calloused pale skin and my cheeks reddened when I leveled down and noticed his naked godly body.

gods... if it wasn’t for the water covering his lower side I would have passed out. I felt my heart heavy taking in everything and the longing in my chest depleting.

It’s been months... I felt like a starved being but now finally full as my eyes feasted upon the man that makes my heart beat like a battle, makes my palms sweaty, makes my nerves spike, makes me feel alive even though I felt dead moments ago. He doesn’t need to try and yet my world revolves around him...

Not caring and abandoning any sense of reasoning I stepped into the water and my gown drenched instantly, I hissed as the cold kissed my skin, the water was so cold! I shivered and raised my gaze to William who hadn’t moved an inch from his spot or acknowledged my presence.

Does he not know I’m here?

I eyed his back perplexed, my heart battered in my chest as I walked closer to him, the water cruising as I did, that was enough to tell him someone was behind him but he made no attempts to turn, just stood like a statue.

"W-William?" I said softly.

No answer

No movement

Not even a gesture

Nothing...

I became worried and my heart throbbed faster. I wanted to turn to his front but my flushed face couldn’t let me, he wasn’t decent right now and for my own sake and his, I didn’t want to invade more than I already have. So I did the only thing I could think of...

I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him from behind. Pressing the side of my face with his muscular back. Ignoring as my nipples hardened just by the contact.

He was so cold

Cold as ice

"William," I said once again hoping my touch and words would get him to say something to me... but no... William remained as a cold wall and statue, not even flinching.

I became scared.

"I-I’m sorry for breaking your promise," I began as my voice cracked, I pulled away and I couldn’t stop the tears now, along with shudders caused by the cold water, I was damp, cold and my heart hurts more profound than the pain I have endured for a month that I haven’t set my eyes on him.

"I’m sorry I wandered, I’m sorry" I sniffed. "Please William talk to me, please" With each word my voice breaks until I can’t even speak anymore and only cry my eyes out.

And yet not one word... nothing and it shatters my heart more.

"You’re angry" I dried my tears with the back of my hand, my sobs echoing around. "And I understand..."

My voice was heavy, just my chest, it kept contorting in pain, it hurt so much...

"I understand if you don’t want to speak to me or see me" It was a whisper and I could barely hear myself, I felt dizzy, everything was so cold... it was always cold but not like this...

I turned, hoping to leave him be, he doesn’t want to speak to me right now and I understand, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt... it does, so much and the regret I felt for my actions worsen, he blames me for what happened, maybe he even hates me for what happened and didn’t want to see my face, maybe my presence was a nuisance, I took him out for a picnic upon my request and I ruined everything, I broke his promise.

An arm grabbed my waist and suddenly I was yanked backward and a yelp left me when my back pressed against a calloused frame.

I stilled and my eyes wide, my heart pounding more than ever.

He moved!

He’s holding me right now, an iron grip on my waist that was almost bruising, I tried not to dwell on how my body flushed from the closure and the aching feeling between my legs. I shook it off, this was no time to be aroused.

"Are you angry with me?" I said softly, I knew he was but I just wanted him to say something... anything.

To hear his voice I missed so much, the luscious sound of it, the soft yet baritone tone of it, I miss it all.

So I twirled... but a gasp left me.

"William?"

I wasn’t so sure of the name I called, because under those breathtaking silver lashes were void eyes, completely black not even the white in them, my favorite green color gone.

Void

Dark veins under his eyes like a bag, dear gods I just noticed his skin tone now, he was as white as snow, like a corpse.

"William," I said this time cupping his cheeks and searching his eyes, but there was nothing, he looked zoned out. Lost

What’s wrong with him? My nerves spiked and worry overcame my body.

What should I do?

I placed my palm on his chest and a chill ran through me...

No heartbeat