Godiva PoV.
“I am human, but not as stupid as you think.”
If it weren’t for Castor, who had told me that I should make my peace with Pollux, I wouldn’t have cried to endure this kind of pain. I’d rather be with Castor than with an asshole like Pollux. I don’t want to have a partner like him either.
What does it mean that fate made us a couple, but he himself broke it? I don’t understand the concept of mates in their world to the fullest extent, but I do understand that destiny cannot be defied.
Why is it that only Castor can see through me? When I’m around Castor, I feel comfortable, but Pollux just makes me angry. Why are their traits so opposite, even though they are twins?
“I’m not taking you for a fool, Godiva. I just…” Pollux trailed off.
“I’m not going to meddle in your business, so just pretend I don’t exist. You know what? I don’t care about any of that. We’ll just get married on paper; no touching, no commands, and no one will get hurt,” I pointed at the empty air in front of me.
“Do you really mean what you say?”
“Yes. Reject me. I know you can do it. I’ve been told by Castor.”
I didn’t mean it. I don’t even understand how the process works. Castor only told me a bit about the werewolf who rejected his mate because of the dislike thing.
I don’t understand why I said that to Pollux. I just wanted my fate with him to be severed so that I wouldn’t feel any lingering heartache. I couldn’t bear to hear the sighs and moans of those women through the crack in my room.
“I won’t do it, Luna Godiva. Give me a chance.”
I was half surprised when I heard his words. Wiping away the tears dripping down my cheeks, I raised my head. I wanted to see the expression on his face. I wanted to see his sincerity.
Pollux’s facial expression was very strange. He was grimacing with a reddened nose, like someone who was crying. I saw one hand on his chest, right at his heart. Why was he like that?
I remembered him. The expression on his face was exactly like Castor’s when he picked me up when I was just kicked out of the house. Even though it wasn’t very bright, I could see that Castor seemed to be holding something back.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Please don’t cry. I can’t bear to see you like that.”
I didn’t expect Pollux to plead with me. I looked down so we wouldn’t stare at each other. I’ve always been sensitive to people-humans around me-who show sadness to the point that I become affected. I finally shut up because I didn’t want any more interaction between us.
“Godiva, I have never begged a woman. I apologize; please give me a chance.”
“We’ll see about that. Forget about our conversation just now. If you want a chance, then give me some space.”
“Alright. You can do whatever you want.”
We were silent all the way until we arrived at the photo studio. We were greeted by the wedding planner. She was a woman who was probably in her mid-thirties. When we entered the large room with garden decorations, I could see that everything had been prepared by the wedding planner.
We were both directed by a male photographer who kept telling us to smile. I couldn’t do it because I had been in a bad mood since last night. I didn’t know how to rebuild my mood and smile.
“Miss Fletcher, I wish you could smile. You would be very beautiful if you did,” the photographer uttered his request from behind the camera.
I’m not sure I could do it. Just looking at Pollux made me want to punch him in the face, and I was asked to pose intimately with him. I felt Pollux’s hands around my waist loosen.
I looked at Pollux, who was approaching the wedding planner. I saw them talking briefly, to which the woman nodded in return. Like a relay race, the woman whispered to the photographer, who also responded with a head nod.
Pollux walked to one of the doors and entered it. In less than ten minutes, I saw Pollux walk out of the room with a completely different appearance. His copper-brown hair was neatly combed, just like Castor’s. He also removed the piercing on his eyebrow.
He really was exactly like Castor-neat and charming. I blinked my eyes several times until I realized that Pollux was standing right in front of me.
“Just think of me as Castor. I hope this will help you. Can you do it?”
“Yes.”
I felt his touch differently this time. Soft, warm, and protective. Gosh, I’m surprised Pollux can act like Castor. I tug at the corners of my lips, and it works! I can smile.
Up until the kissing couple pose, Pollux and I began to erode the distance. He touched my face, and a few seconds later, our lips met. Unlike what he had done to me, this time his lips moved slowly and very softly. Just like Castor did to me.
I didn’t hear the count or the words spoken by the photographer. I also didn’t see the light from the camera shots illuminating us because I was carried away. I enjoyed it so much that I unconsciously welcomed his kiss.
“Done!” the photographer exclaimed.
I opened my eyes and still didn’t move, but Pollux had already taken a step back. He turned his gaze to the photographer, who was pointing his thumb at us. I shook my head and patted myself on the cheek.
How could I have been lulled? I quickly pushed the thought out of my brain. I walked quickly to the locker room to change my clothes.
Pollux and I met in the lobby of the photo studio. He was talking on the phone when I approached him. I didn’t know anyone in this place, so I just followed him.
“Are you hungry?” asked Pollux after he folded his phone.
I replied with a head nod. The hunger in my stomach had been dominating since earlier. I could hear my stomach rumbling.
I followed Pollux out of the photo studio. In less than five minutes, Pippo arrived in a car to pick us up. Surprisingly, Pollux opened the car door for me.
I obeyed to shorten the time and effort rather than having to turn around to the other side. I lowered my head and seated myself perfectly on the side farthest from the door. I’ll try to be reasonable after what happened earlier.
“Anything you want for lunch?” Pollux asked me with a different look than usual.
“Nothing. I’m a simple person and not a picky eater.”
“Alright. Pippo, take us to the restaurant!” He said it with a quick nod.