Chapter 97
King of the Underworld
Chapter Ninety-Seven
Sephie
Adrik looked skeptical. I looked at Ivan and said, âshow him the scar you healed this way. He doesnât believe you.â Ivan lifted his shirt, showing Adrik the long scar across his ribs.
âI refused to go to a doctor and get stitches. I used honey and packed it, same way as I showed you.â
Adrik looked from Ivan, then to me, then back to Ivan. âHow long until we know itâs working?â He was visibly tense.
Ivan thought for a minute. âI donât know exactly. I couldnât feel this one, so I donât know if it helped with the pain or not, but you should see it physically start to look better after the first bandage change in a couple of days.â
Adrik nodded, then looked to me. âIf it doesnât look better when we take that bandage off, Iâm calling a doctor. Iâm serious this time, Sephie. I need you better,â he said, his voice angrier than he probably meant it to be.
âLike I donât? Like I want to be in pain for various reasons for an entire month? Like I want to worry about my hip just falling off from infection? Like I want to worry about not saying anything because I donât want to worry you with more sh it?â He looked somewhat stunned. Ivan smirked at me, nodding discreetly as he turned to leave as quickly as possible. Cow ard.
Adrik sat down next to me on the bed. He started to speak, then changed his mind. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. He stared at the carpet for a few minutes but said nothing. I sat and watched him trying to find the right words. I wasnât angry, but I also wasnât going to take his anger at my aversion to doctors. I had my reasons.
He sat up, turning to look at me. His blue eyes were questioning, searching mine trying to find the answer to his silent question. I sighed. âI have a good reason for hating doctors. Can you please just trust me on that one and let me make my own decisions about my body?â
He opened his mo uth to speak, then sh ut it, then thought for a minute more. Finally, he said, âSephie, I never meant toâ¦â
I cut him off. âI know you didnât. I know you want me better just as much as I want to be better.â I sighed. âThe last month has been a lot. I have a lot going on in my head. Some days I feel like Iâm barely keeping it together. The doctor thing will be the proverbial straw that breaks this gazelleâs back if you force it.â
His face softened as he reached up to trace the features of my face with his finger. âOkay. How do I make you better without making it worse?â
âStop threatening to call a doctor, for one. Letâs try Ivanâs idea. If it doesnât get better, I promise I will tell you. You just have so much on your mind already that I donât want to bother you.â
He exhaled. His blue eyes scanned my face, a small smile on his lips. âYou still donât get it. Nothing else matters. Youâre the most important thing to me. If youâre not better, I donât care about any of the rest of it. Thatâs why Iâm so frustrated and why I came across as angry with you. Iâm racking my brain trying to come up with ways to fix you and the only solid solution I can think of, you refuse. I donât know how else to help and quite frankly, itâs a bl ow to my
ego.â
It was my turn to be stunned. He traced his finger lightly over my face once again, the small smile still present. âYouâre always taking care of everyone else. Even today. Iâm sure you managed to help Ivan with his demons. It doesnât take that long to find a jar of honey. All while youâre trying to hide the pain youâre in because you donât want to worry me. 1 want so desperately to help you, even if itâs only a fraction of the help you give so freely to everyone else. You deserve to be taken care of, Sephie.â
I dropped my gaze, hearing my uncleâs voice in my head. It was a distant whisper now, but it was still there, almost like an echo. Telling me I wasnât deserving of anything, that no one would ever love me. I sh ut my eyes, not wanting to hear his voice, not wanting to think about any of this. I felt Adrikâs lips on my forehead. âHeâs wrong, you know. Everything he said to you, everything he tried to beat into you. All of it. Itâs all wrong. You, above everyone Iâve ever known, are the most deserving of love. The most deserving to be taken care of.â My breath hitched as I tried to choke back a sob. I felt the tears falling on my cheeks, despite my best efforts to keep them contained.
âSephie, look at me.â I inhaled but didnât open my eyes right away. I was trying to gain control before opening my eyes. He waited patiently. When I did open my eyes, his deep blue eyes were looking at me as sincerely as Iâd ever seen them. He reached up with his thumb and wiped the tears from my eyes. âYouâre worthy of everything I can give you and so much more. I love you more than life itself and I will spend the rest of this life and all of the next proving to you that I will always be with you when youâre walking through the shadows of your past.â
I searched his eyes, always looking, always doubting. Never finding the change I was expecting. He held my gaze, letting me search. I was starting to think he kind of liked it. There was an openness to him now that wasnât there before, like he knew what I was doing and was inviting me in. I chewed on my bottom lip. âHow did you know?â
âHow did I know what?â
âWhat my uncle used to say to me.â
âWhen you were passed out on the plane. You were talking in your sleep. We heard you struggling against what he had constantly told you. It was⦠haunting.â
My eyes went wide in shock. I had no idea. And they all heard it. âSephie, you think that people will think less of you because of what you went through, when the reality is that we all admire your strength and wish we had even an ounce of it. What you went through then and what youâve been through just since I met you, would have broken many people. Completely broken them. But you keep going, you keep smiling, you keep bringing joy to everyoneâs life while doing du mb sh it like not telling me that youâre in pain because you donât want to bother me.â He smirked at me. I couldnât help but smile. âYou are the most amazing woman Iâve ever known and I will keep trying to prove that to you, as long as it takes.â
I moved closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder. His arm slid around my waist, holding me close. I closed my eyes, lost in my thoughts, still unsure how I got so lucky to have this man love me so completely