*Julian remained patient and watched as I mumbled to myself, sensing my internal struggle. He understood the complexity of my feelings and respected my space, allowing me to focus on sorting through my thoughts and emotions.*
*Shopia: Speak up....
I give him a shy look for the first time my heart is beating so fast as he can also hear it*
*Julian watched as my shy look sent a wave of warmth through his heart. He gently spoke again, his voice filled with a warm tone.*
"Alright, love," he began, his eyes locked on mine.
"I want to tell you how much I care about you, how much I'm worried about you. Being by your side through this has been the most important thing to me.
*But... But I can't stay with you....
I down my head with teary eyes*
*Julian's heart ached as he saw the tears welling in my eyes. He wanted nothing more than to be closer, to hold me and soothe my worries.*
"Why do you say that?" he asked softly, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and understanding. "What's causing you distress? Please share your thoughts with me."
*I... I.. Don't know if I can trust any man I don't know why I guard up on men's presence...i don't fucking remember anything *
*Julian's expression softened as he listened to my words, understanding that my apprehension towards men stemmed from a deep-rooted trust issue.*
*"I understand," he reassured me gently. "I know trusting someone new can be difficult, especially when trust has been broken. But I promise you, my intentions are genuine."
*He gently maintained his distance, his voice filled with compassion and honesty.*
*I asked with a low voice and sought my answers in his eyes....
What's your relationship with me? Do you know me? Why I am like this? What happened with me and my body? Am I always like this I.. I mean unable to walk properly with so many disgusting scars on my body?? *
*Julian listened intently to my pleading questions, his expression filled with a mixture of empathy and sadness. He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before responding with sincerity.*
"Our relationship..." *he began, his voice tinged with a mixture of fondness and regret.* *"We were very close, deeply in love. As for me knowing you... I've known you for years, and our connection was something special."
He paused momentarily, recalling the memories he held of you.*
*What about my other questions??*
*Julian gently continued to address my questions, his tone compassionate.*
"As for what happened to your body, the scars, and your current condition... there was an incident. I'll be honest, I don't know all the details, but I do know that an accident occurred."
*He swallowed heavily,* "During the accident, you sustained injuries that led to your current state. The scars on your body serve as a reminder of the trauma you endured."
*But you said I got kidnapped on our first anniversary and now you are saying it was an accident....
His words change every time my trust is shrinking from him and my softened gaze is converting into anger and betrayal*
*Julian noticed the growing anger and disappointment in my expression, recognizing the impact of his conflicting statements.*
"I understand your confusion," he began softly, choosing his words carefully. "I may have misspoken earlier. Our anniversary was a special day for us, but an accident did occur. It had nothing to do with kidnapping, and I apologize for any confusion."
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AcakJullian and Shopia met as high school enemies, often clashing and bickering with each other. Despite the animosity between them, there was an undeniable chemistry and attraction. Throughout their high school years, they continued to provoke and taun...
