For someone like him, it seems he can easily obtain things that others might strive for several lifetimes to achieve.
Yet, conversely, things that come easily to others are incredibly difficult for him. With both parents deceased, and growing up under his mother’s abuse, the more you interact with him and understand him, the more you realize how much he lacks a sense of security.
Someone like him isn’t afraid of bleeding, isn’t afraid of death, but fears most the departure of those he cares about.
When he occasionally talks about his mother, she can see that he feels loathing, yet there’s also a touch of nostalgia. And now, she is very aware that she has become one of the people he cares about.
A man like him doesn’t easily fall in love. He once said he wouldn’t love anyone in his lifetime. She thinks, perhaps it’s because of his parents that he is unwilling to love.
But she is very thankful that he ultimately fell in love with her. It is precisely because of this that she treasures his love even more.
"Only you." She said, trying with all her might to soothe his anxiety. How can she let him know how much she loves him? How can she let him know how much she wants to spend her whole life with him?
Her hands moved from his waist to his face. She tiptoed, cradling his face, and kissed him.
To the former Isaac, she feels regret, regret for those beautiful eyes that saw nothing, regret for that young man who lived in darkness.
But to Kyle, she feels heartache, heartache for the misfortunes he experienced in childhood, for the traumas he endured, heartache for everything about this man, and she wants to heal all his wounds.
He gazed at her, who was so close to him, in a daze, his cheeks marked by the touch of her kiss, so soft and so warm.
His heart thumped again and again, as if reminding him of the reality that he was alive in this world.
His waist bent slightly, to make it easier for her to kiss him. In this world, only she could make him bend so readily.
"Mabel..." He murmured her name from his lips.
The more love, the more desire. He wants her to never be able to leave him for her entire life!
"Kyle, please believe me, the only person I love is you. I have nothing with Daniel Harris, the one I love is not him! If I really loved him, then I wouldn’t be standing in front of you now." Mabel Quinn said. If her explanation could reassure him, then she would explain over and over, thousands of times, it wouldn’t matter.
She doesn’t want to see him showing such an expression, such an expression doesn’t look like him.
Her heart aches terribly, simply because she loves him so much...
His dark eyes stared at her, and she met his gaze directly, allowing him to see all of her emotions, all of her love clearly.
After a long while, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quietly said, "Alright, I believe you."
The night was deep, Kyle Kinston watched as Mabel Quinn, who was lying beside him, fell into a deep slumber. She was asleep, yet he was wide awake.
He wants to believe the words she spoke, but deep down, there remains a lingering uneasiness, perhaps because he cares too much about her.