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Chapter 38

" Come inside," he whispered, incredulous about my answer. I looked away as his unprecedented eyes gazed at me. I nodded and he cautiously commenced walking keeping his pace quiet and unhurried and I pursued his lead. When we reached inside the house, it was dark and void of any sound. Soon lights were switched on, but not too much, just we can glimpse outlines of everything. The further we went inside, my eyes caught the cracked antique statue, followed by broken furniture, shattered glasses, in simple words damaged house.

"What is this?" I inquired, wondering my gaze in the entire hallway.

"I was angry and breaking some furniture was a good technique to remove some steam," he said in an enchanting voice.

" Of course," I mumbled; this was something expected from him. A grim silence dispersed into the atmosphere. He kept his gaze on me, however, mine was wandering all around but meeting his.

" I am sorry," he eventually whispered the same words which has no meaning for me, and earned my attention on him, guilt was the most central emotion on his exterior. The bubble of sadness and bitterness flooded inside my heart as pictures of him and Ava flashed in front of my eyes.

"Will your sorry would take back what had happened? Will your sorry would stop the pain which inflicts every time I look at you? will your sorry would stop aching my broken heart? So please stop saying sorry, it will change nothing." My tone sounded harsher than I intended, it wasn't my interest to use such sharp terms on him, possibly it could be the pain that was aiding the bitterness. The agony which had mildly subsided on his face returned with a thousand more force. He appeared stupefied and hurt.

" Emerald look it's not like this, I am sor-" he stopped himself, realizing he was again utilizing the term which was the root of this quandary.

" Sorry," he said again said and this time running his hands through his hair, learning he was saying the same term again and again.

" Shit! Fuck...Emerald I mean I know what I did was wrong and I truly regret it." A wilderness of fire gleamed in his eyes.

His gaze continued to bore into mine, nonetheless, the lump in my throat constrained me from enunciating.

" Why?" Averting my eyes from him and I bent down and accumulated the few pieces of furniture and placed them in their original position, an action to purged the intensity radiating from him. " Why did you regret it?" I rejoined, after a long pause.

" Isn't this human nature to regret after making the mistake?"

Another piece of furniture was assigned to the designed place as Aiden watched my every move with profound interest.

" But didn't make any mistake." I proclaimed, still performing the work mindlessly. It took me time but I realized eventually, that Aiden wasn't at fault the entire time. He didn't want anything from me and I wanted things he can't give, he had all rights to do the things he desired, he was cleared from the start, he never had the ominous intention, it was my emotions who had betrayed me, so he wasn't at the fault.

Emerald what is going on with you, one moment you blame and next you defend him, you are so ambiguous with your decision.

In an instant, a warm and solid masculine hand wrapped around my waist and turned me around pulling the flower pot from my firm grip and depositing it on the table next to me.

" I made a mistake, I kissed Ava when I know I shouldn't have done that," the pain was apparent in his voice, I looked away the moment he mentioned that he had kissed Ava.

" No, you are an independent man, and you can do whatever you want, even......k-kiss her." My words choked at the end of the sentence. My face couldn't divulge the grief my heart was suffering from. Yes, I disliked the fact he kissed Ava, but could I say that to him? No.