The Love that Never Really Dies

She doesn’t recognize me?

Can she remember me? Am I losing my mind?

Sebastian steadied himself and approached her cautiously. “Sasha?”

Sasha gazed back at him unblinkingly, through wide and tear-streaked eyes.

However, he saw the recognition in her gaze. It almost seemed as if she was waiting for something.

Sebastian was unable to restrain himself any longer. He took another step towards her. Sasha shrank away from him immediately.

“What are you doing? You are still hurt! Don’t move!” He grabbed hold of her.

His touch seemed to agitate Sasha. Distrust became horror as she screamed and twisted herself free from him.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

Distraught and afraid of hurting her, Sebastian let her go.

He watched as Sasha cower on her bed like a cornered deer. She buried her head under the blanket and began chastising herself.

Has she really lost her mind?

limbs and face felt unnaturally cold. He did not know

Thump.

her quilt, Sasha’s thin wrist appeared

way around the

What is she doing?

went towards it, intending on cleaning up

He was kneeling over the broken glass

Are you an evil spirit or something? Why am I always dreaming about a scum like you?” Sasha yelled in

quilt, exposing only her angry eyes to

froze, still on

In her dreams? Scum?

scum?” Sasha furrowed her brows in confusion as

was true that she did not think of Sebastian much or dreamed of him for the

time in Moranta, she had worked incessantly to set up a new life. Besides, she had to sever all ties with

before Sasha, as clear as day. Just like the same old domineering

be

decided to go back to sleep, but before she could, her bare arm outside of the blanket was met with a sudden warmth. It surprised

“Is it true?”

“What?”

me touching you?” The man kneeling before her sounded hoarse. He could wrap

with a gentleness that was shocking