Can’t Win Me Back

Axel and Amber had only spent half a month together before the former was called back to report for work.

The night before his departure, they spent hours lost in each other, their passion unrelenting. Again and again, they exchanged kisses, their love pouring forth in an endless tide.

"Amber, three months... Just give me three more months."

When their fervor finally waned, Axel held Amber close in his arms. They rested against the headboard, leaning into one another, too exhausted to move yet unwilling to let sleep claim them.

"Once I finish all the missions I've taken on, I'll hand in my resignation. After that, I'll spend all my time with you," Axel murmured, his voice steady with resolve. "We'll go wherever you want. If you want fun, I'll have fun with you. If you want chaos, I'll spend my life going crazy with you."

Axel wasn't one for flowery words. He simply spoke from the heart. Right now, his heart only wanted Amber- forever.

Amber nestled closer, her soft smile masking the glimmer of sorrow in her eyes. "Actually, I want you to keep working with the organization. I know how much joy and purpose it brings you. To me, that's what matters most- seeing you live your dream."

She paused, her voice softening. "I never understood what it meant to have a dream or conviction until I met Lyse. That's when I found my own."

"What is it, Amber?" Axel lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead.

light." A single tear slipped from the corner of her eye as she

in Axel's throat as he welled up. He couldn't bring himself to say anything. All he could do was hold Amber tightly and

identity hidden the whole time. Yet, his unyielding conviction to fight for justice fueled

lived in darkness for too long. Her past was a quiet agony he could only imagine, and though she rarely spoke of it, he felt

determined to help her heal. He would wait as long

like a mother who looked after her son,

And here you are, rushing to send me off," Axel grumbled in

this? Are you being

reluctant

beneath him, peppering her face with kisses. He laced his fingers with hers, his

breakfast together, and after you've dolled yourself up, come with

in her eyes,

enunciated clearly, "To register

flew open,