Chapter 1169: I'm... I'm scared
Chapter 1169: I’m… I’m scared
“You came, big sister.”
White Arabel smiled.
Arabel, on the other hand, saw her reflection in front of her, the way she was before she came here. The one who refused to go out for a walk with Idan.
She slowly walked over to the bed and sat down next to her.
The white woman shuddered slightly, and Arabel realized that she was a little afraid of her.
Arabel had no reason to blame her for the ice walls, isolation, and attempts to take control of everything. She understood that White was doing it all to protect the child.
Yes, in just a few days Arabel had gone to such an extreme that she began to see herself as a threat to her own child.
“No!”
White tried to pull away when Arabel held out her hand to her. However, Arabel wouldn’t let her leave, grabbing her hands tightly.
“Big sister, please don’t!” White was on the verge of tears.
White’s hand was icy cold, and Arabel felt her own hands begin to freeze from the cold. But she didn’t let go.
“I… I don’t want to hurt you, big sister.” White burst into tears.
“I know,” Arabel said with a smile, trying not to show her pain, and White began to cry even harder.
Arabel pulled White to her and hugged her.
White tried to push her away, but she couldn’t and ended up in Arabel’s arms.
White’s body, as well as her hands, were very cold, and Arabel herself began to freeze. She felt no fear. She had no reason to be afraid of herself. As for her child, Arabel was confident that the System would protect them if necessary.
White, being in Arabel’s warm embrace, felt warmth and, most importantly, a sense of security for the first time in a long time. Although her worries did not disappear completely, they began to weaken, and with them the surrounding cold.
But as soon as she allowed herself to relax, the element of fire broke out in her stomach. She tried to suppress it with her strength, but Arabel stopped her.
“Don’t do that,” she said.
“But…” White wanted to object, but stopped, because she understood and felt Arabel.
“Fire is not our enemy,” Arabel said, overcoming the pain. “Fire is a part of the man we love. The part of him that carries us, baby. A part that originated within ourselves.”
“We shouldn’t suppress it.”
The white woman trembled in the arms of the freezing Arabel.
“I’m… I’m scared,” she confessed.
“I know,” Arabel said, and added, “I’m scared too.”
White understood this. Arabel wasn’t lying. She felt the same fear as herself. In this they were very similar.
“Yes, it hurts,” Arabel continued. “But we have to go through this pain. Not for myself, but for them.”
“You should have noticed that the more we resist and suppress, the more the pain becomes.”
The white woman nodded in agreement.
At first, everything seemed right, and the pain disappeared.
But over time, everything changed, and each time it only got worse.
“But it hurts so much,” the White cried.
“You’re not alone, I’m with you, we’ll deal with this pain together,” Arabel comforted, but then added with a smile: “Moreover, you know that we are not alone.”
The white woman blinked in surprise, but then she smiled too.
“You’re right,” she agreed. “He will definitely come.”
With these words, White stopped restraining the power of fire, which had been suppressed for the last few days. Once free, the element burst out, causing them both unbearable pain.
This time, neither of them was alone.
Arabel had a White, and White had Arabel. Both shared the pain together.
Both were in searing pain, but they held on to each other.
Soon, they both felt it.
“He’s… He’s here,” flashed through their minds.
The fire that was hurting them responded to the presence of someone else. They didn’t see who it was, but they knew.
That someone was the man they both loved, their husband. With his appearance, the fire stopped resisting, and with it the pain began to recede.
Her ice and his fire were no longer opposed to each other.
Fire and ice merged in the dance, creating a delicate balance that became more noticeable with each passing second.
Arabel could feel the fire no longer burning her, as well as the ice.
The cold of White ceased to be a threat to her.
Suddenly, she felt White in her arms tremble.
“No…” Arabel gasped, hugging her closer.
White’s body became surprisingly light. Too easy. When Arabel’s fingers slid down her back, instead of thick fabric and cold skin, she felt only melting frost.
Panic gripped her. She tried to hold White, but the harder she squeezed her in her arms, the less someone else’s body remained in them.
And now she was gone. White disappeared.
At the same time, Arabel’s long red hair turned white.
She opened her eyes abruptly.
Her arms hugged the void.
For a moment, the snow-white room was plunged into silence.
“White…?” she whispered softly.
But there was no answer.
Arabel wanted to call her again, but suddenly she felt something. Not a voice, not a presence nearby, but something deeper.
Cold.
The very cold she was touching. The same fear that trembled in someone else’s hands. That same desperate determination to protect the child at all costs.
But now it wasn’t in front of her.
Instead, Arabel felt a chill blooming inside her, like a cold flower. Not as a foreign force, but as a familiar part of her.
Arabel froze, pressing her palm to her chest.
White has not disappeared.
She’s back.
Not as a separate person, not as a frightened woman lost among the ice and cradles, but as a part of Arabel herself.
The part that was gripped by fear.
The part that protected.
The part that was ready to freeze the whole world just to keep their baby safe.
And yet Arabel felt it.
A sense of belonging.
Belonging to this mysterious place, where she had previously been only as a guest, not understanding what was going on here until she found herself here again.
Now she felt that the White Room had become her own.
She became a part of this place.
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