In a matching suit, he came down solemnly. He must’ve thought I was gone.
“Thomas!” I cried, pushing the table. I ran up the stairs and toppled over him.
I sobbed. He was really truly here. The doubt from my mind washed away.
“Hello love.” he smiled and wiped a tear away. I looked at his face and saw the burn scars. Under the suit were bandages like mine, only there were more. More, all over him. “I lived after the burning. Mr. Clarisse saw this and stabbed and whipped me. I was beaten to death by Beth and her ‘friends'”
“When Beth dies, she will fall before the prince and princess of the underworld,” I said it sounded more proud of a statement than how I really felt
He looked at me with shock. “P-Princess?” He threw his arms around me and then bowed jokingly. “Your Highness,” he said. I really loved his smile, I really loved him.
