Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Alex reached out to me casually, as if I’d just returned from a routine vacation.
“Still angry? Can we reconcile?”
I frowned, staring at him motionlessly.
“I was wrong about this. I apologize.” He habitually squeezed my fingers, and my eyes slowly traced down his hands.
Initially, I had so many questions – why me, why five years.
But then I realized many questions were meaningless now.
“Alex, we’ve been over for a long time.”
“I already set you free. You don’t need to pretend anymore, don’t need to worry about disappearing gracefully.”
Though I could no longer distinguish where your pretense ended and sincerity began.
“I never agreed to your decision…”
“Your agreement wasn’t needed, just like I never agreed to you entering my life that way!”
Time heals wounds, but it needs so much time.
One year one year of sleepless nights – wasn’t enough to fade these scars.
“Please don’t seek me out anymore. I’m begging you.” I stepped backward. “This is the most dignified ending for us.”
“What if-” he stepped closer, gently wiping tears from my eyes, “I refuse to accept that?”
I hadn’t considered this possibility, so I scrambled for a response.
He suddenly laughed silently, covering my anxious, darting eyes with his hand: “Don’t be afraid. I won’t do that to you.”
“But Emma, you still owe me one wish, if you’re willing.”
“I promise you, between us…”
Chapter 13
He couldn’t finish, couldn’t speak words of final separation.
I should have expected this step, but kept delaying, hoping to find another way out.
