Aedan's Links
Lucien? Yeah, him. When we first crossed paths at Soulmates Inc., I didn't exactly think he was my cup of tea. The whole polished charm, the perfect smiles – it all felt a bit too rehearsed for my liking. And yeah, maybe I was quick to judge. We had these forced conversations, pleasantries exchanged like currency. But as we spent more time together, I noticed something else about him. Behind that façade, there was something genuine, something that went beyond the scripted charm.
Alright, fine, I'll admit it. The cologne he wore, it was nice. I may have taken a few more sniffs than I'd care to admit when he was around. And his writing? Yeah, it was good. Real good. But hey, that doesn't mean I'm falling head over heels for him or anything. I'm not one of those sappy people.
And then, you know, something unexpected happened. We both got fed up with the whole Soulmates Inc. charade, the facade we were living. So, we packed our bags, waved goodbye to that city, and ended up in the countryside. A complete 180 from the life we'd known. We found ourselves at my parents' house – a place I used to escape to, far away from the chaos of the city. It's quaint, quiet, and honestly, the polar opposite of what we were used to. It wasn't a planned escape, not some grand gesture, just two guys trying to figure things out together.
And in the midst of all this, Lucien's looks stood out even more. It's almost ridiculous how effortlessly gorgeous he is with his dark hair and those mesmerizing blue eyes. They're like pools of sincerity, reflecting his every emotion, even the ones he tries to hide. It's impossible not to get lost in them sometimes.
Yeah, I guess I'm not as immune to all this stuff as I thought. But don't go spreading that around, alright? It's not like I'm going all gushy or anything. Just... never mind. He knows what he means to me, I guess.
Where do I begin... Speaking about Aedan is not an easy task, you know ! I wrote so many verse and stanzas about him, but since he's an endless source of inspiration, I'm sure I could keep on going for as long as I need. Aedan and I, we had so much yet so little in common. He hated me when we first met, even though I didn't do anything to him... Well, I guess it was because he understood my act. That made him stood out from the other. He was different, he saw things no one could even perceive. Even if his differences made him fall at the bottom of the Soulmates ranking, That actually caught my interest. I found his honesty and transparency quite charming... Inspiring, even. With time, I felt more and more confortable when we were just the two of us. The more I learnt about him, the more attractive he got. Then he started talking about his life, his house down in the countryside... I pictured heaven on earth, a place of freedom, a place where he wanted to escape. At night, I found myself perpetually dreaming of him saving me from the misery that was my life, taking me by the hand and far away from this damned city. It was magical. I started to write about this place, about a life without struggle, about love, about him. It was the only thought that kept me going. And one night, after feeling once again broken by the world, I made a decision that would change both of our lives. I bought a one way ticket to freedop, for the both of us. It was all the money I managed to save, and it was worth every cents. The most beautiful thing was seeing his smile when he realized he could finally leave this place. We packed our bags and left without a trace. I remember us running around in the train station to find the right plateform. When I saw his face filled up with hope and joy, as the train arrived, his hair moving by the wind and his hand holding mine, I culdn't help but let a few tears run down my face. We were finally leaving, and we did it together. Our lives changed in just a fraction of time, I had to get used to our new routine. I met his mom, who was very understanding and kind to me. And life felt whole again, finally. It's so quiet down here, so calming, even better than what I've imagined. Living with Aedan is a dream, I could write countless novels about how it feels to love a man like him. Just a gaze in his direction and I find myself falling in love all over again. I love how his hair shine when the sunlight shine on it, how he doesn't notice when he comes home after working in the field with stain of dirt on his face, how flustered he gets when I reming him how much I love him, how he looks at me the second before he falls asleep, how he always smells like rosemary... Every tiny detail about him is perfect, from the most notiecable aspect to the tiniest little habits. I still write tons about him and our new life, and he loves reading all of it. The first volume might end soon though... Now that he's my husband, I think it's time to start the second one, don't you think ?