Resent, Reject, Regret

Before Deirdre’s voice died away, Kyran’s lips kissed hers. Deirdre wrapped an arm around his neck and sobbed for the last time with her trembling lips.

When the kiss ended, she said calmly, “I’m leaving tomorrow.”

Kyran took a deep breath, and his astounded, dark eyes turned bleak. “Stop joking with me.”

“I’m not joking with you.” Deirdre was solemn. “I’m telling the truth.”

“I shall believe you didn’t take it upon yourself and do it on purpose.” Kyran wiped away the tear streaks on her face affectionately. “Deirdre, I won’t let you go. I’ll never do that again.”

Deirdre was stunned. Soon afterward, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, and her shoulders were bouncing from how profusely she cried.

Kyran wrapped his arms around her while Deirdre asked in a muffled voice, “Why? Why do you trust me so much?”

Kyran said, “It’s because you’re Deirdre, and that is all the reason I need.”

He loosened his embrace and asked when she grew tired from crying, “So, are you going to tell me what is going on now?”

that had occurred recently in detail to him without hiding anything. Kyran listened quietly without expressing any surprise as if he was

could be with me. You did it for me. As for being drugged, you didn’t take it upon

streaks on her face and sounded astounded as she said, “You really don’t

mind

are you

paused for a moment, his dark eyes filled with self-mockery. “If you knew the truth, you’d understand that I’ve never been

“What?”

my fault that you had to suffer hardships because I couldn’t keep you company

She mustered the courage to grab the hem

despite

will you

head upon saying that. “I would like to give

His gaze dimmed as he looked

in anxiety,