29. Lover's Embrace

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Rosanna's P. O. V:

Following Kairos' big revelation, the both of us came into a not so harmonious conclusion of the kind of relationship we had.

No. Truthfully, the conversation ended with an abrupt pause.

I had neither the strength to ask nor the attention span to listen.

My life felt like 'blah blah blah', random gibberish and funky plotlines.

“Date?” I asked. Marvelling at the food Dr. Osborne got me, which looked a lot like art.

The colors were all so vivid with beautiful designs, and I would've admired it more or taken pictures but my stomach has no such luxury.

“Hm?” Kairos hummed in response. Sitting comfortably with folded legs on the couch the maid brought in.

“Today's date.” I repeated, taking another bite of the sandwich.

“Sunday.”

“Kay.” I bobbed my head, ignoring the fact it was a mindless action seeing as how Kairos was purely concentrated on the document in his hand.

A minute of uncomfortable silence passed by. But my stomach got the more comfortable.

“What's your plan? What can I help you with? Where do I go after this whole thing? Any thoughts?”

My questions came in series and were just the tip of what I truly needed to ask.

Responding patiently, Kairos said, keeping his head down.

“You along with a chosen group will follow me on a quest to retrieve a strong defense for Apocalypse Descent.”

“You know that doesn't make anything clear, does it?”

I couldn't help being a bit snarky. I hate riddles. I love mystery but only when I'm not the one who needs or desires to know.

Just like I love drama just when I'm not in it.

“And, Kairos, why must I go with you on some risky adventure where I'd most likely be a cannon fodder?”

Snapping his document shut, Kairos glowing gold eyes held me in an eye contact.

“Rosanna, frankly speaking, your opinion or thoughts doesn't matter. The only reason why I haven't killed you off is the mate bond. You're useless, and a possible threat. Would you list anything that makes you important enough to have a say in the decisions I make?”

I scoffed. “Well, it's absolutely my fault I had an ivy league school with a fully funded scholarship awaiting me in my original life. But nooo, I wasn't satisfied.

I decided you're a god who I should worship with my every being so I jumped through time and space into this goddamn planet to see your beautiful face and be your loyal dog. How inspirational for every suicide seeking idiot.

I. Just. Want. To preserve my life and go back to my home! Is that too complicated to ask from your highly esteemed person? I'm not even interested in your life!”

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