Chapter 18

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Trigger Warning: Disturbing scene and mention of words that can be alarming.

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Chapter 18

My lips parted but I couldn’t utter any word as I was out of words to say.

“I’m not asking it to be instant. You can give it a thought. After all, my world is imperfect.” He looked back at the sunset.

Did he just confess?

“What will happen if I enter your world?” I asked.

He bit his lower lip to stifle a smile, still, his eyes were on the sun.

“We will be intertwined. We’ll be part of each other’s life to be exact.” He said.

It was silent. I looked at the sky to calm my wild heart, and mind that was tangled with a lot of thoughts going through my head.

“Are you metaphorically asking me to be your girlfriend?” I can’t help but ask that question.

He chuckled and looked at me.

“Isn’t that how you talk? You should’ve get it by now.”

I looked back at him who’s now smiling.

Shit that innocent smile.

“So I’m right?” I couldn't help but ask.

He tucked the strands of my hair behind my ear.

“I thought you’re a witty person but seems like you’re numb. Can’t you see that I like you through my actions?”

How can he admit that in a nonchalant demeanor?

“I mean. . . You said that’s your personality! It’s not my fault that I believe your actions are normal for a gallant man.” I avoided his gaze.

“Will I randomly kiss a woman if I don’t like them, young lady?”

I blushed.

“You said it’s desensitization!”

At my peripheral vision, I saw him smirk.

“Well, you can say that’s an alibi.”

I bit my lower lip and looked down on the pond to stifle a smile.

Shit.

“How do you know that I already entered your world?”

He was quite for a while so I looked at him who’s lips are now parted.

“I didn’t say that I already did! I’m just asking!” I denied.

“Oh. . . I thought that was fast,” he laughed.

“I won’t give you my answer yet.” I said and sighed.

Not now. I don’t know when.

Should I heal first before entering his life?

Or should I enter his life first in order for me to heal?

“Go upstairs and you’ll see how dark my world is. That’s when. . . you’ll give it a thought if you still want to be part of my life.”

I looked at him who’s now smiling at the sun. I’ve never thought that a person like him has a dark world.

You really cannot judge a person base on their facade.

“You. . . have a dark past?” I can’t help but to ask.

He nodded.

“That’s why my grandma hated me. . . and I understand her. Actually, I also hate myself.”

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