LOVE ME PLEASE

YOU DECEIVED ME

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Hello guys

Sorry for a late update :(

But here I'm with a brand new sobbing chapter. 

Enjoy :)

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EMRIC'S POV:

I understand why everyone runs away from their problems and true selves. It gives them the satisfaction of freedom for a short period until hell finds them again. Yeah, since troubles are where a person starts to follow in a sinner's steps, and then he doesn't even realize it before he is bounded into his very own hell.

It has been a couple of weeks since I came back to DC. Into my very own hell. I was back in a cage. Stepping into my own house felt painful as if someone was sucking the air out of my lungs. There was no more serene breath around me. Since then, it has been the same. Suffocation. Frustration. Black clouds and my sinful heart.

Surprisingly, Maya didn't question me anything about where I was or why I left like a coward. Instead, she hugged me and apologized. Eating together, sleeping together, and portraying our happily married life like usual. We went for her MRI scans and other regular check-ups. I was dropping her off and picking her up every day except for spending any quality time together because that was what I couldn't trap myself into.

I still had divorce papers in my study room. I thought when I'll come back, the first thing I'll do is give her will be a divorce and walk out of this house, yet here I am. Couldn't bring me to butcher her trust and love in me so instantly. Though I had a no-so-functioning heart, yet I was having an ache to be kind.

While leaving New York, I revised everything that happened before I left DC, and unfortunately, I was back in my usual habitat. As if there were two personalities in me that switched accordingly. I hated that I was so fucking good at it. However, that didn't stop my mind from traveling to Thea. Her green eyes are so gorgeous and serene that I want to pause time and look at them for eternity. Every day, every minute, and every free second was occupied by her.

"It was just a stupid kiss!" I was deceived when she called it a mistake. It stung in my heart and shattered my hopes into pieces. Well, I shouldn't be, since I deep down know it wouldn't happen. Us wouldn't happen. Thea and Emric are meant to stay apart, rightly, or wrongly. Fate had doomed us.

However, I can't unsee our kiss because it was a real kiss. I know it. Every vein in my body had perceived the warm synchronized touch of her lips on mine. She gracefully set her vulnerable self in my arms as I strived to capture every moment of the past when I wasn't there with her.

Three years without her was a punishment—pure torture. I had fantasized about her in crowded rooms. I had walked into empty hallways because she controlled my damn imagination. My heart raced whenever someone took her name; sometimes, I wondered how she'd react in any of my situations—her laughs, her lame jokes, she yells, everything that had agonized me.

However, when she collapsed to the ground, my heart sank. I immediately regret kissing her because I might've unlocked a core memory of hers that was supposed to stay locked. I kept my fingers crossed when she regained consciousness; thankfully, she didn't remember that specific memory.

I can only dream that day she'd confront me about everything that has happened in the past. Although I'd have all the answers to her questions, I'd still be unable to answer them because nothing will make her forgive me. Whereas the memories I've been hiding from her are because I don't want her to hate herself. She might break and fix her wouldn't be an option.

If anything good happened in that tragic accident, it was that she lost that painful memory. I'm glad that she still doesn't have a hint of it, and I do anything to keep it that way. If it means staying the hell away from her, I'd do it.