Chapter 61
Kamilla released a shaky breath. “Charming, this… this is starting to scare me.”
He patted her hand and slowly rodded. “Yeah… I know.” Charming cracked a crooked smile and looked at her. “Imagine how scared I was the first time i woke up within Viktor. I woke up in clothes that didn’t feel like mine, with people I didn’t know calling me Viktor when all I knew was that my name was Prince Charming and I had a horse as a castle somewhere. This body isn’t even mine!” He laughed. “I can’t get comfortable because one day… at any minute at all, I could disappear forever. Just the way I appeared. That, Kamilla, is real fear.”
Kamilla felt her chin tremble as she blinked slowly up at him when he smiled down at her.
Reaching up, she brushed back his hair, feeling a sudden need to protect Charming who had a smile as pure as that of an innocent child. “I wish I could keep a smile on my face no matter how sad I am, Charming. Your ability to do that is remarkable.
Charming smiled at her words, his blue eyes sparkling in the morning light like freshly polished sapphire jewels. “Tell you what, Kamilla. You get ready and while I’m awake, I’ll take you on a tour of my beautiful country! I know it like the back of my hand! Even the tiny nooks and crannies where all the ruffians and hooligans gather, though I be a gentleman.”
Kamilla chuckled and nodded. “Okay. You finish up in here, I’ll find another bathroom!” At his nod, she quickly left the bathroom to put together an outfit.
Kamilla was trying to pick a pair of sneakers, distracted by thoughts of Viktor and possible reasons why he’d gone to sleep this time when she heard a loud slam.
Her heart in her throat, Kamilla jumped up and looked at the bathroom door.
“Ch–charming?” she called.
When there was no answer, Kamilla felt her pulse kick up.
Hurrying over to the bathroom door, she pushed it open, her searching gaze landing on Charming.
Kamilla gasped. Charming was plastered against the glass shower, staring wide–eyed at the mirror over the counter.
“Charming?” Kamilla called gently as she inched towards him.
The look of horror never left his eyes as he slowly straightened, still staring into the mirror.
“Kamilla…” he whispered, staring at his reflection. Kamilla glanced in the mirror but saw nothing but Charming’s reflection.
“What’s wrong?” she asked urgently. “Charming, what’s wrong?!”
Charming frowned at the mirror. “I… I see him. Kamilla, I s–see Viktor in the mirror. I see him right now.”
Kamilla’s eyes slowly widened. “What?” she whispered.
Two identical streams of tears trickled down his face as he stared at the mirror. “Viktor.”
Kamilla rushed forward and curled a hand around his arm. “Charming, are you okay?”
Kamilla felt the tension in his arm increase as Charming gasped, blinking rapidly as though a bright light had been shone into his face.
He slowly tilted his head, popping the joints in his neck before releasing a shaky breath. Kamilla was staring up at him, wondering what the fuck was & on. Charming looked down at her and she looked at the floor in confusion. How on earth was Charming seeing Vik-
“Kamilla.”
Kamilla gasped, her eyes widening in shock as her gaze snapped back up to his face. “V–Viktor? What the fuck? Viktor?!”
Viktor was staring down at Kamilla, the confusion very clear in his eyes. His other arm came up and he touched a finger to the tears on his face before looking down at the glistening liquid, on his fingertips.
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He slowly turned to look at Kamilla who was still frozen from shock. “Kamilla. What the hell just happened to me!**
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Catherine Marie Meyer
this is very sad for Vicktor and Charming
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