Chapter 60: Chapter 60

He blew up the soup and put it into my mouth. He still doesn't say anything and simply keeps handing me the meal he's made, but even so, I'm more at ease. I didn't know what to say to him, so it was a good thing we were alike. I'm still unable to speak with Cole since I don't have a strategy in place. I wanted to get to know the real Adonis first, since I was frightened of making a mistake.

He kept silent until we were finished, so I did as well.

“Haaa!” I said, clutching my chest because I felt like I was breathing effortlessly. My heart was racing and seemed to be racing out of control. I want to dash to the bathroom and hide there instead of confronting him. Something inside me misses him, since I'm not used to him being so silent.

When the door opened again, I was instantly wrapped with a blanket all over my body. I tightly closed my eyes, so I couldn't see him. I'm afraid my heart will stop if I keep staring at him. In my heart, I'm upset because I can't even be angry with him.

I heard the chair being pulled closer to the bed and then grew silent. I had no idea what was going on since I was just wrapped in a blanket. Even if I wish to remove the cover, the force of my heart may kill me. When I heard his voice from where I was hiding, my heart stopped.

“I feared you'd never return. Did Mark frighten you? Or how about Raymond? You know it's not your responsibility to be here.” The room quieted down, but I didn't pull the cover from my head. “No matter how much I want you to stay by my side, I won't force you.”

He was adamant when he said that the pain or any hatred could not be traced. I bit the bottom of my lip, and it seemed to tear with the excessive pressure of my bite. My eyes were shaking because tears wanted to flow. Even I wanted to stay by his side, but I knew that would never be the solution for the two of us. We will only hurt ourselves over and over again if we continue.

I've removed the blanket from every part of my body. I gazed at him coldly as the corpse bent over and peered at him. I didn't want him to feel hopeful because the day would come when I'd have to let him go — even though I hadn't held on to him a longtime now.

“You will never be forgiven by me. You may not be able to find the fury in me right now, but you will always believe it is buried in the shadows. Even if I wanted to hurl everything at you, I couldn't because regardless of what I did, I couldn't bring back the life you snatched from them.” My voice and tone appeared normal as I spoke to him. It's simple and windswept, but there are signs of things that have been missing Luna for a long time that he once aided and improved. The anguish had altered me, and I was upset because he was the source of it.

“I know,” he answered flatly, and stillness absorbed his words. He rose and turned his back on me, just like I did. Every time he turns his back on me, there is a void in my heart that I don't want to feel.

“But I will not stop until I can earn forgiveness in your heart again,” he said as he exited the room while I was still turning my back.

The tears that I had been holding back and hiding poured once again. I simply wanted to embrace him, but it was your fault, since I knew my parents would never forgive me. I gently hugged myself. The room was silent, and I was engulfed by the chill that had invaded my heart.

I just woke up when I smelled the liquor again and someone hugged me from behind. The arms curled quickly so the cold that had enveloped my body earlier was gone. I couldn't breathe because I could smell the wine, even more, when Adonis push his face on my neck. I just let him. I breathe using my mouth.

“I’m sorry. I'm sorry.” That’s what he kept saying in his mouth, so there was hot air behind my neck. Because perhaps there the comfort devoured me and I fell asleep.

I awoke again without having removed the heavy arm from my waist. I turned to him, still tired, and glanced at his deep sleeping face. When I looked at him, I noticed he was fatigued and hadn't slept in a long time. I lifted my finger and stroked his lip, and I even messed with his nose. I eventually clutched his waist and placed my face against his chest.

“Good morning.” his freshly woken voice said, tightening his hold on me even more.

It seemed as though everything was fine instantly. I'm not going to think about tomorrow. I really want to experience every embrace he offers me right now. I want our skin to cling to each other. If there is anything ready for me tomorrow that I did not expect, I will just accept it.

“Good morning.” I replied, noting that he was astonished by what I said, since he abruptly let go of my hug and pushed me lightly, causing him to slip out of bed. My eyes opened as I gazed up from the floor at him. I want to laugh, but I restrain myself.

“W-wait. “Don't look at me,” he muttered as he rose from his prone position on the floor. I averted my gaze from him, since even I wasn't used to behaving as if everything was OK all of a sudden. My heart, however, was unable to stop it. I wanted to spend more time with him, so I asked him.

“Hey … Do you want to go back to Zhejiang province?”