broken heart

Sapphire held Shane's hand as he bent down and kissed her. "I now give you Mr. And Mrs. Shane Colt!" He parted from her and raised their hands. Ashton clapped with the congregation. They were mixed with red, orange, and blue, and purple from both sides.

Later that night at the reception Shane took her hand and spun her around and around taking his hand and running along part of her dress. It went up in flames and she came out with a red knee length cocktail dress with red pumps.

"Shane..." It was his father's deep voice. Sapphire jump and spun around clinging to Shane, "...we need to talk."

"Not now!"

"Yes now Shane!" Sapphire stepped in front of Shane.

"Not at MY reception. Shove off! You guys can talk later." The fury in the older man's face was evident.

"Please father, let me have this time, for once stop trying to have all the glory and let me and my wife have ours." He took her by the waist and led her into a dance.

...

Later that night Shane led Sapphire to the plane for their honeymoon in New York. Her heart was pounding the whole total of twelve hours with all the delays. She was terrified of what would happen when they got there. Would he leave her? Would he second think the wedding. Would he turn into the monster Ashton had when she just touched him?

panic...

When Shane finally came back home Sapphire was standing in the kitchen doing dishes. He came behind her and put his lips to her shoulder. With irritation she shrugged him off of her.

"What's wrong?" He asked her.

"You are." She returned turning to him.

"Please understand."

"Just go away."

"I will not go away!" He said taking her shoulders and pressing his lips to hers. She tried to fight him away but it did nothing but draw her into him. By the time she set her hands on his chest her eyes were glowing red and watching him as he pulled back.

"You have me, always Shane." She sounded different, almost robotic.

"I don't understand."

"I follow you, whatever you want I am here." He pushed her hands away from him.

"I want you for who you are! Not what you can give me Sapphire. I don't want a mono toned wife! I want one who has fury, yet melts, who is independent, yet chooses to be dependent on me." He was hold her chin focusing in on her eyes. He stood there as they turned a light lavender. She was cold to the touch but it made him smile. She was who she was meant to be.

"You don't want to control me anymore?" He pressed his head to hers.

"I never wanted to, but no. I want you to love me because you want to, not because I made you." A giggle came from her at his words.

"I always chose to love you baby, not even you, who is a collection of things, could MAKE me love you."