Does he... even know what he's doing now? He mocked himself inwardly, kissing her unguarded as she slept. If she woke up and found out, the coldness in her eyes would probably deepen.
Sighing softly, he retreated slightly, creating a small distance between their faces. His eyes gazed quietly at the person still sleeping peacefully. At this very moment, it was a kind of happiness for him.
"Mabel, is my mistake really something you cannot forgive for a lifetime?" he asked softly, but the air replied only with silence.
The more he loved her, the more he hated the person he was back then.
Why was he so stubborn then? Why didn't he tell her about the Blood Curse back then? Why did she love him so deeply, yet he still refused to give her everything he had back then?
Now, all that remains for him is endless regret.
If only I knew this day would come, why did I act the way I did back then!
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