Chapter 65.2

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* Vivy's p.o.v. *

* NEXT DAY MORNING *

"Umm..."

I rubbed my eyes as I woke up wearing Tyler's sweater and still in my bridesmaid dress.

Did I fall asleep right after coming home alone?

Hmm?....No...wasn't I with Tyler?

Where's he?

I looked around but I found myself alone in bed and memory of previous night slowly trickled in.

So...he....left?

Did I disgust him?

Damn it! Why did my body act like that?

So does that mean he hates me?

Does he also think of me as a slut?

Did he feel repulsed after listening to all of that? Was he hurt?

Does he not love me anymore?

"Sniff"

I started crying just thinking about what Tyler might be thinking about me. I couldn't bear the thought of separating from him when I finally realized my own feelings and started to accept them.

What was I even thinking?

* SIZZLE *

I heard sounds from the kitchen.

Is that Gray?

No wait...is Tyler still home?

I rushed out of the bed and ran to the kitchen to find Tyler, changed into one of Nathan's stay over pajamas, making eggs while humming until he saw me in tears.

"Oh my. Why are we in tears early in the morning?" Tyler turned the heat down before washing his hand, and drying them only to wet them again with my tears.

"Did you have another nightmare?" I shook my head in reply.

"I thought you left....sniff...aren't you repulsed...by me..." I clutched onto the hem of Tyler's sweater as I stood there barefoot in the kitchen on a mildly cold hardwood floor.

He didn't hug me and my anxiety grew.

He totally hates me now.

He definitely is putting up with me just to be considerate of my feelings.

But I can't force him into such a relationship! I know very well how that ends.

I clutched onto the sleeve of his sweater tighter as I hugged myself as if to cover my sullied body, that was now exposed no matter however many layers I covered it with.

But I was suddenly startled when his fingers lifted my chin and pulled on my lower lips as if to open my mouth and kissed me using his tongue.

It's salty and slimy.

What is that?

I squirmed a little as I was taken by surprise by something being fed to me in such a peculiar way.

When he broke free he wiped his lips as I tried to chew it but...

This feels disgusting...urk...no eat it...don't spit it...

I chewed stubbornly but I was unaware of my facial expression twisting in disgust.

"Pfft!"

He softly laughed seeing me make weird expressions as I mulishly kept chewing and then swallowed it.

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