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Story: Castle
The dog whined and sat down, looking at Devin nervously.
Devin came to my window and looked inside, “Millie, I hope this trip with Castle gives you time to think about whatever’s happened so far. I know I’ve been cruel, but I did what I had to do to make sure this estate and the company remain in my hands. I’m utterly selfish, but I want you to see it from my standpoint and find it in your heart to forgive me.”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying. But if you’re really looking for forgiveness, then you would give me and Castle what we want.”
“And that is?” He asked.
“Set us free. Remove my anklet and give me the freedom that I deserve as his wife. Let Castle and me live in peace.”
Devin gave me a warm smile, “Consider it done. When you’re back, we’ll get the anklet removed. It’s a promise.”
Did Devin get a change of heart?
Maybe he decided he didn’t want to torment us anymore? Maybe he’s had enough of it all, too.
As if that wasn’t enough, he leaned in and kissed my forehead. “I’m sorry for everything that I have done.”
I only smiled back because forgiveness wasn’t something he was getting.
We said our goodbyes. The car moved forward, taking us farther and farther away from the mansion.
I had dreamed of this, of driving away from the house one day in good spirits. I guess this little honeymoon would be nice for us.
Devin was certain that staying in the house was causing Castle to remember things. He knew it was harmful for Castle to get his memories back and so Devin devised this plan—a change of scenery to keep Castle distracted.
Trixie ran towards the car, galloping like a horse. I laughed at her, waving. “We’ll see you soon, sweet girl.”
The car drove through the gates, which closed behind us, trapping Trixie on the other side. The ‘M’ emblems on the gates glinted in the moonlight. She pawed at the gate.
I turned to face the front and placed my head on Castle’s shoulder, my arm linked around his. “Your brother is strange, you know.”
“Which one?”
I laughed. We laced our fingers together and then interlocked them.
“I had the most bizarre thought. If I say it, you wouldn’t think of me as stupid, would you?”
“Nothing you say is stupid,” Castle promised me.
“What if we took this trip and disappeared?”
He looked at me in confusion. “I don’t...I don’t understand, Millie.”
I drew circles over his pants with my finger. “I mean, we land in Paris and then...” I looked at the chauffeur in the front and lowered my voice down, “and then we could book another flight, somewhere far, like we could go to another country where no one can find us.”
Castle kissed my cheek, “I would have liked that...very much. But...we can’t leave Theo there alone.”
My heart sank. How could I have forgotten about him?
“Yes, you’re right. It was foolish of me to think that.”
Foolish and selfish.
A few minutes passed, and I noticed he’d taken another exit on the freeway, the exit that wasn’t supposed to take us to the airport.
“Isn’t this the wrong way?” I asked the chauffeur, Austin.
When he didn’t answer me, I turned to Castle, “Do these private planes owned by your family have a different airport?”
Devin came to my window and looked inside, “Millie, I hope this trip with Castle gives you time to think about whatever’s happened so far. I know I’ve been cruel, but I did what I had to do to make sure this estate and the company remain in my hands. I’m utterly selfish, but I want you to see it from my standpoint and find it in your heart to forgive me.”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying. But if you’re really looking for forgiveness, then you would give me and Castle what we want.”
“And that is?” He asked.
“Set us free. Remove my anklet and give me the freedom that I deserve as his wife. Let Castle and me live in peace.”
Devin gave me a warm smile, “Consider it done. When you’re back, we’ll get the anklet removed. It’s a promise.”
Did Devin get a change of heart?
Maybe he decided he didn’t want to torment us anymore? Maybe he’s had enough of it all, too.
As if that wasn’t enough, he leaned in and kissed my forehead. “I’m sorry for everything that I have done.”
I only smiled back because forgiveness wasn’t something he was getting.
We said our goodbyes. The car moved forward, taking us farther and farther away from the mansion.
I had dreamed of this, of driving away from the house one day in good spirits. I guess this little honeymoon would be nice for us.
Devin was certain that staying in the house was causing Castle to remember things. He knew it was harmful for Castle to get his memories back and so Devin devised this plan—a change of scenery to keep Castle distracted.
Trixie ran towards the car, galloping like a horse. I laughed at her, waving. “We’ll see you soon, sweet girl.”
The car drove through the gates, which closed behind us, trapping Trixie on the other side. The ‘M’ emblems on the gates glinted in the moonlight. She pawed at the gate.
I turned to face the front and placed my head on Castle’s shoulder, my arm linked around his. “Your brother is strange, you know.”
“Which one?”
I laughed. We laced our fingers together and then interlocked them.
“I had the most bizarre thought. If I say it, you wouldn’t think of me as stupid, would you?”
“Nothing you say is stupid,” Castle promised me.
“What if we took this trip and disappeared?”
He looked at me in confusion. “I don’t...I don’t understand, Millie.”
I drew circles over his pants with my finger. “I mean, we land in Paris and then...” I looked at the chauffeur in the front and lowered my voice down, “and then we could book another flight, somewhere far, like we could go to another country where no one can find us.”
Castle kissed my cheek, “I would have liked that...very much. But...we can’t leave Theo there alone.”
My heart sank. How could I have forgotten about him?
“Yes, you’re right. It was foolish of me to think that.”
Foolish and selfish.
A few minutes passed, and I noticed he’d taken another exit on the freeway, the exit that wasn’t supposed to take us to the airport.
“Isn’t this the wrong way?” I asked the chauffeur, Austin.
When he didn’t answer me, I turned to Castle, “Do these private planes owned by your family have a different airport?”
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