Chapter • 122

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱

Asra cried like a child.

No.

It’s not right to say that. The person who looked like that Asra - cried like a child without comfort.

"It’s okay" I said again and again as she clung to me, but even though she (whoever she was) wasn’t Asra..., it didn’t bother me.

When the day came, his eyes were swollen and red.

"I’m sorry..." she muttered as she stared at my soaked dress and I couldn’t help laughing.

My fingers caressed her cheek and then her lips.

"It’s okay..." I repeated again and she smiled, a smile that clearly screamed "I know it’s not".

"Elaine" she called me and even though she was anything but something I knew, I smiled and felt my stupid heart skip a beat "you don’t need to console me anymore..."

I stared.

"Don’t you want me to... stay here?" The words came out blunt, it was so hard to ask that, especially when I was afraid the answer was yes.

"NO!" She said standing up quickly, standing in front of me "I... I... I..." bit her lip hard "I’m
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