The Only Exception | Armin x Annie

Chapter 34

Annie's Point of View

Armin and I immediately planned a trip to Maldives and here we are right now, just arriving at the beautiful and serene place.

Last week was the day we reunited as a couple. It seemed fast but just thinking about the three years he spent without me, it wasn't short for him either.

I laid down the hammock as I stared at the clear blue ocean that looked like a duplicate of Armin's eyes. It feels like paradise to be here with the person I love. It seems too good to be true.

I felt the hammock incline as Armin laid down beside me, him being the big spoon. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he wrapped both of his arms around my waist.

"Everything here is perfect. The breeze, the scenery, the huts. You being here with me right now makes it better." I muttered as I kept my gaze on the clear waters.

"Hmm...I missed you so much, Annie." He said again.

Ever since we reunited last week, he just can't stop telling me how much he misses me. I can't blame him. He waited three years just for me. Despite it being that long, he remained faithful as well.

In the past week spent together, he told me everything that happened. Why I couldn't seem to search about my own accident information in the web is because Bertholdt paid a huge amount of money just to hide it. My family and friends on the other hand was told to not speak a word about my relationship with Armin as well.

He chose not to tell me about our past because he was guilty. He blamed himself for what happened. He wanted me to live a peaceful life far from danger.

But my life wasn't peaceful at all when he left.

It was chaotic. The world looked chaotic in my mind. How I couldn't recognize myself and how a part of me was gone.

I managed to live for two years without him. In those two years, I lived a normal life. I retired from being an artist and lived off from the money I earned throughout the years.

In those two years I did the things I couldn't.

I painted sceneries.

But it all looked colorless despite of the bright colors I used.

I watched movies in the cinema.

But it seemed boring despite people surrounding me.

I tried to bake cookies.

But it tasted bland despite the high quality ingredients.

Everything seemed colorless, boring, and bland until he came back.

He was the color palette to my black and white canvas.

My happiness to boring settings.

The pleasant taste to my bland creations.

I shifted my position to face him and wrap my arms around his waist as well. I missed his touch, his scent, his hugs. Everything about this man.

"Armin...I love you."

If he repeatedly says he misses me, I repeatedly say I love him. Memories that I forgot came back and became clearer this time. I don't want him to experience the same pain again. I won't ever leave him again.

We remained silent as we embraced each other. The past week was spent together at his home. We decided to live together again but this time, at his own house. He told me that the memories of the past still hunts him so he doesn't want to go back to our old condo. The condo wherein the marble floors I laid lifeless.