God of Mischief (Light of Obsession #2)

Chapter 14

Amelie

Two weeks. Two weeks since I officially made him mine, and every day felt like a beautiful collision of everything I'd hoped for and everything I feared. Yuto had wrapped himself around my heart like vines around a trellis—seemingly beautiful, but I couldn't help but wonder how tightly they were constricting me. Each moment was overshadowed by the weight of his responsibilities, the shadows of his past creeping into our present.

I sat cross-legged on my bed, the light filtering through the window, illuminating the mess I had somehow managed to create. Books and papers were strewn across the floor, remnants of my attempts to study for finals, but my mind drifted to Yuto instead. I could still vividly recall the moments we'd shared—the laughter, the inside jokes, those late-night talks when he'd let his guard down, revealing glimpses of the man beneath the polished exterior. I loved those moments. I craved them. But with each passing day, I felt a gnawing anxiety settle in my stomach, a whisper of doubt reminding me of the chaos he was juggling behind the scenes.

With finals approaching, I allowed myself to turn my focus back to school. I reached for my chemistry textbook, flipping it open to the chapter I had been struggling to comprehend. The words danced mockingly on the page, refusing to imprint themselves into my brain. I set it aside, frustrated, and rolled onto my side, grabbing my phone from the nightstand.

No new messages from Yuto. My heart sank a little as I opened our text thread, scrolling up to relive our past conversations. He always had a way of making me laugh, even through a screen. The last message he'd sent was from last night—a simple "Can't wait to see you tomorrow." But tomorrow never came, and I hadn't seen him in days.

I bit my lip, trying to push aside the pang of disappointment. Yuto was in deep, tangled in whatever troubles were brewing in his world. I remembered the phone calls I'd overheard him having, the tension in his voice—he was under pressure, and I could only wonder how much he was keeping from me.

It wasn't that I didn't trust him. I did. But when you loved someone like I loved Yuto, you couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness when they were carrying the weight of the world on their shoulders. I wanted to help him, to be there for him, but how could I reach through the barriers he kept erecting?

With a sigh, I tossed my phone back onto the bed, a soft thud echoing against the quilt. Maybe I needed a minute to clear my head. I climbed off the bed and walked over to my window, gazing out at the sprawling campus below. Students roamed the lawns, their laughter carried on the breeze, their lives devoid of invisible chains. I longed for that carefree atmosphere, one where love didn't feel like a power struggle, where I didn't feel like I was constantly competing with shadows from Yuto's past.

"You can't control everything, Amelie," I muttered to myself, shaking my head. "You have to trust him."

But that wasn't easy. Trust was built on communication, and with every day that passed without hearing from him, that foundation felt more fragile. I decided that I would take matters into my own hands. I would be proactive. Maybe if I showed him I was serious about being a part of his world, he'd let me in a bit more.

After a quick shower, I pulled on a comfortable outfit—an oversized sweater and leggings—a look Yuto always loved on me. With a spritz of my favorite perfume, I ambled out of my room and made my way towards the campus coffee shop. I wanted to grab a drink and maybe even a pastry to go, just to treat myself and gather my thoughts.

The shop buzzed with energy, the chatter of students enveloping me as I stood in line. I took a deep breath, letting the rich scent of coffee wash over me as I glanced at the menu. I could get my usual mocha, or maybe step outside my comfort zone and try something new. As I mulled over my options, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched.

I turned my gaze and spotted Ari, my best friend, waving enthusiastically from her corner table. Relief flooded through me, and I walked over, a smile breaking across my face.

"Hey, girl!" she greeted, bright-eyed and beaming. "I was hoping I'd run into you! How are you holding up?"

I slid into the chair opposite her, biting my lip. "I don't even know, honestly. It feels like Yuto has been a ghost lately. It's like I'm in this limbo of waiting for him to find time for me, you know?"

Concern crossed Ari's face. "When was the last time you saw him?"

"Three days ago, I think? We had this amazing dinner planned, and he ended up getting a call and had to leave. He promised to make it up to me, but I'm starting to wonder if he can."

"Amelie," she said gently, leaning in. "You know how intense his life is, considering his... family business. He's probably just under stress."

I nodded, appreciating her optimism, but deep down, I felt the cracks forming in my resolve. "I know, but it's hard. I just want to feel like we're moving forward, not just existing in this chaotic space."

"I get it," she replied. "But maybe you should reach out to him? Let him know you're here for him. Sometimes, a little nudge helps spark that connection again."

Her words resonated with me. Maybe I needed to break this cycle, to show him that I was ready to support him. I pulled my phone from my pocket, my heart beating a little faster as I contemplated reaching out.

"Okay, I'll text him," I said, determination settling in. "And maybe I'll surprise him tonight, take him out for dinner, just the two of us."

"Now you're talking!" Ari encouraged, grinning at me. "Just don't let him run away from you again. You deserve time with him."

We shared a laugh, and I felt a warmth bloom in my chest as I drafted a message. "Can't wait to see you tonight! Let's finally put everything else aside and have some fun together."

I pressed send, my heart racing with anticipation. I was ready to shake things up and let Yuto know I was in this with him. After all, love shouldn't be a struggle—it should feel like a dance, even if we sometimes stumbled.

"Let's get that coffee!" I exclaimed, breaking the spell of my worries. I could tackle this, and maybe tonight would be the start of a new chapter for us—one filled with openness, laughter, and love.

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