Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Hearing the sound, both Rachel and Roger looked over at the water instinctively. They saw a flock of dolphins in the sea, and heard the unique sounds that could only come from them. Rachel was fascinated by these dolphins. “I never thought I would see dolphins here,” she murmured in awe.

She leaned against the railing and stretched out her hand, as if trying to touch them. The dolphins splashed water as they swam, and some drops fell on the back of her hand. It was chilly, but she smiled. “An elder once told me that good things will happen to you when you meet dolphins,” Roger said with a smile.

“Everything will be okay, Rachel.” Rachel withdrew her hand and smiled. But her eyes remained focused on the lovely dolphins. They stayed that way for some time without saying anything. She knew that Roger was trying to comfort her and make her happy. of course, the smile on her face and how peaceful she looked at the moment relieved him.

Though his gaze remained on her, his thoughts were far away. And just like that, he asked her sincerely, “Rachel, are you really happy with him?” He had wanted to ask her this question for a long time. It had been buried in his heart for two long years. He had wanted to ask her this two years ago when Rachel married Victor.

Apliaria the same night. When he learned that she was divorced but pregnant with Victor’s child, he had that burning urge to ask again. But the smile he saw on her face when she spoke

her the question. He

of nowhere, Rachel turned to him and asked

She knew she had to do it. But when she thought of the fact that her next words were going to hurt Roger, she felt helpless. “I know.” Roger answered her honestly. There was no need trying to milk things up when he had already started. “Rachel, I should have said these words two years ago. No, scratch that. Maybe I should have said it even earlier. Or when

lost contact with you. And then two years ago, when I heard you were going to marry Victor, I regretted that I hadn’t tried hard enough to reach you. I couldn’t help but think that, maybe if I had reached out to you, you wouldn’t have married him. We could have