Scarred (the Spellbound Series Book 3) by Rene Lanausse

Author:Rene Lanausse [Rene Lanausse]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-05-19T07:00:00+00:00

16

I’m exhausted, but after meeting with all the people who showed up to help, I’m too excited to rest. It’s just as well; there’s still so much to do. Production materials to find, crew to enlist, half of a speech left to write. I’m up well into the early morning trying to find the right words for when I address the nation. Nick keeps me company for a while, listening politely while I brainstorm out loud, and critiquing the few ideas I keep. I may have dabbled in writing once upon a time, but it feels like lifetimes ago. I’ve lost my touch.

“Don’t worry too much about it,” Nick tells me before he heads off to his own apartment. “Staring at the screen until you can force out the words will just fry your brain. Maybe you should try to unplug and let them come to you.”

I throw a crumpled up sheet of paper at him out of mock annoyance. “Oh, what do you know? You don’t even write.”

Nick rolls his eyes, and tosses the crumpled paper in the garbage. “I know you’re Heather Santos,” he says after a moment. “And you can do anything. So don’t sweat it. You got this.”

“Yeah, yeah.” I wave him off, and go back to staring at my laptop’s screen. Nick comes over to my side, and plants a gentle kiss on my forehead. I tense up as if he’s done something horribly wrong, and he backs away accordingly. I don’t think I’d be able to bear the look on his face, so I turn my eyes down towards the keyboard. It’s not that the gesture was unwanted, exactly. I’ve sort of started missing the physical affection that comes with a romantic relationship. But I wasn’t expecting that out of Nick; we’ve hardly even hugged since breaking up.

“Sorry,” Nick mutters as he backs out of the room. “I won’t let that happen again.” He turns on his heel, and walks away with his head hung low. For a moment, I consider chasing after him. And maybe a younger me would have. But right now, I’m not in the right frame of mind to worry about him and his bruised ego. There’s so much more at stake than my love life, and I hope he understands that.

Around three in the morning, I decide that what I have is good enough for now. I let out a frustrated sigh, and flop down on my bed, thoroughly tired from the day’s efforts. And tomorrow's going to be even busier… No rest for the wicked, I guess. In spite of the dozens of thoughts chasing each other across my mind in an endless cycle, I fall asleep in record time, drifting off to a vague image of myself in glistening armor, riding through a field on the back of a white stallion. Maybe in another life, I could have been a knight. I’d like to think so, at least. But there are no knights in my lifetime. There

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