Aiden’s heart broke at every tear that slipped down her face. He cupped her face, his touch as gentle as it could be. "Moon," he called out her name softly, as though it was a prayer on his lips. "My love is anything but selfless." He shook his head and added, his words as firm as his expression. "Please don’t take me as some saint because I am not."
She stared at him, looking like she was waiting for him to speak more.
"I am selfish... very selfish when it comes to you. So, I never loved you selflessly. I loved you with an intent —intent to have you just for myself and myself alone. From the day I fell for you, I took you as mine —one I can’t bear to let go even when you desperately wanted to push me away."
Arwen shook her head. She never wanted to push him away. She never did. Even if she hadn’t recovered her memories and wasn’t sure of what happened back then, she was still sure of one thing: she could never push him away.
"I was so obsessed with you that even after you pushed me away, I found you and compelled you to get married to me. And only me. I did things that you might not forgive me for, just so that you have no one else to choose other than me. I —"
Before he could speak more, Arwen reached up and pressed her finger against his lips, shushing her from talking more.
When he looked at her, she shook her head.
"I thank the heavens for making you so obsessed with me. If not, I couldn’t bear to imagine losing you," she said, pulling a little back to wipe her tears. "And I never meant to push you. Trust me, I cannot."
She didn’t know how she should make him believe. So, she chose the easiest way to tell of truth and hoped that he would believe her.
"I forgot you not because I wanted to, but because I was forced to. I ..." she looked at him, not hiding how scared she was inside. "I was drugged, Aiden. I didn’t know how ... who did that to me? But someone did it. I forgot you and out past under its effect and —"
She paused in her words when she felt his fingers caressing her cheeks, soothing her. She looked at him, her brows furrowing, noticing the distress on his face.
"You ... you don’t believe it?" she asked, not understanding what he was looking like that. She expected him to be shocked as she was when she came to know about it. But instead, he looked a lot calmer than she was.
Though there was a threatening storm brewing beneath his gaze, it wasn’t exactly what she expected it to be like.
And such kind could only happen in two situations.
Either he didn’t believe what she was saying, or ...
"Wait," she inferred another possibility. "Have you always been aware of it?" she asked, her brows tugging a frown.
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