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Don’t Choke on the Silence

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last update 게시일: 2025-08-21 02:15:46

“Eat,” Edward muttered, dropping the tray onto the table with a dull thud. No eye contact. No softness. Just the words, like a chore he couldn’t wait to be done with.

Abigail sat frozen on the bed, arms wrapped around herself. Her stomach felt like ice—empty, but clenched. Not from hunger. From him. From the way he wouldn’t even look at her.

She didn’t move.

“If you’re not gonna eat, then toss it,” he snapped, already

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  • Too Close To Handle   A Promise Without Words

    “Red.”A familiar voice called out to her.Abigail and James both turned toward the man approaching them.“It’s cold out here,” Edward said calmly as he reached Abigail’s side. Without hesitation, he draped his jacket over her shoulders, his movements natural, possessive, protective. “You should’ve gone back inside.”“Are you done?” Abigail asked, looking up at him.“Yes,” Edward replied. His eyes softened as they stayed on her, as if James wasn’t even standing there. “Should we go now?”“Uncle Edward,” James burst out bitterly, “you’ve really let yourself be fooled by that woman.”Edward didn’t even glance at him.“Oh,” he said lightly, a faint smile tugging at his lips, “she can fool me, use m anything she wants. I’d surrender willingly.”He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to Abigail’s temple.“Can I really?” Abigail teased, tilting her head to look at him.James could only gape at the sight before him.This wasn’t the Edward he knew.His uncle was completely, shamelessly down

  • Too Close To Handle   Choosing the Present

    “You’re leaving this house?” Edward’s father said in disbelief when Edward announced that he and Abigail would be moving out of the mansion and returning to their unit.Now that their secret was out, Edward believed there was no longer any reason for Abigail’s parents to harass her. Besides, at Abigail’s request, he had decided not to proceed with the purchase of the island. Even after everything her family had done to her, she still chose kindness over resentment.Edward hated that about her, how gentle and forgiving she was, even when she had every reason not to be. And yet, that was exactly who Abigail was, and he loved her all the more for it.But that was not the only reason he wanted to leave.Edward knew that as long as Abigail remained under the same roof as his family, the pain would never stop haunting her. The walls of the mansion were filled with memories of what had happened, of what they had lost, of the child they would never get to hold. He could see it in her eyes eve

  • Too Close To Handle   The Night They Chose Each Other

    The night deepened around them, the hum of the city fading into the quiet rhythm of their breaths. Edward’s hand still rested at the small of Abigail’s back, his thumb drawing slow, absent circles against her skin through the thin fabric of her blouse.Neither spoke. Words felt too fragile for the moment, too small for everything that pulsed between them.Abigail looked up at him — the curve of his jaw lit by the city’s soft glow, the tenderness in his eyes. There had been a time when that gaze terrified her — when love had felt like a promise destined to be broken. But now, standing in his arms, she understood that what frightened her wasn’t love… it was the possibility of losing it again.“Edward,” she whispered, her voice trembling but sure.He tilted his head, waiting.“I don’t want to be afraid anymore.”His expression softened, his hand coming up to cradle her fac

  • Too Close To Handle   One Heartbeat at a time

    The first light of dawn slipped quietly through the sheer curtains, painting the room in a soft golden hue. Abigail stirred, her lashes fluttering open to the sound of steady breathing beside her. For a moment, she didn’t move. She only watched — the way the sunlight touched Edward’s face, the calm rise and fall of his chest, the peacefulness she hadn’t seen in him for so long.He had fallen asleep sitting beside the bed again, one arm resting on the mattress, his hand still loosely holding hers. The gesture was so simple, yet it carried all the words neither of them had dared to speak.Her heart ached, but in a gentler way this time. The pain was still there — it always would be — but now it pulsed alongside something else: gratitude. Hope, perhaps.Abigail slowly sat up, careful not to wake him. She studied his face — the faint shadows under his eyes, the traces of exhaustion softened by devotion. This man, who once li

  • Too Close To Handle   I stayed because you’re still my home

    Edward paused in the doorway of the guest room, the soft glow of the bedside lamp spilling across the quiet space. His brows furrowed when he saw Abigail sitting at the edge of the bed, her hands folded neatly on her lap as if bracing herself for his arrival.“Why are you sleeping here?” he asked gently. His voice was calm, but there was a faint note of hurt beneath it.After the confrontation at the convent, Abigail had come with him willingly—silent, distant, but compliant. She hadn’t argued or complained. He knew she wasn’t ready to face his father or anyone else after what had happened. And truthfully, he wasn’t ready either. Seeing his family again would only remind him of the pain that had taken everything from them.He took a step closer. “We have our own room, Abigail. Why—”“I’m more comfortable here,” she said quietly, her tone steady but fragile. “I came with you, but that doesn’t mean…”“Doesn’t mean you want to live as husband and wife again?” he finished for her softly.

  • Too Close To Handle   Dangerous hope that maybe

    Days passed quietly in the orphanage.The rhythm of life there was simple — bells in the morning, prayers before breakfast, laughter echoing faintly from the courtyard where children played.Abigail had always thought of silence as punishment. But here, in these soft, measured days, silence began to feel like something else — a kind of mercy.She woke each morning to the scent of bread baking in the kitchen. The air was cool, filled with the sound of small feet running down the halls. Sometimes one of the younger girls would peek through the door, eyes wide with curiosity.“Are you the lady from the rain?” they would ask, and she would smile faintly, nodding.“Yes. The one who forgot her umbrella.”They would giggle and disappear again.At first, she barely spoke to anyone. She spent her hours helping in the garden behind the chapel, her hands finding comfort in the soil — planting, watering, tending. There was something about watching things grow that eased the ache inside her, even

  • Too Close To Handle   Silent Prison

    When they returned to the island, Abigail wasn’t shocked when her parents locked her in the storage room once again. It had almost become predictable to her, although she couldn’t help but wonder about their intentions. Why had they bothered to bring her to the island if they were just going to imp

  • Too Close To Handle   Tides of Conflict

    Abigail stepped out of Ulrick's building, her mind still preoccupied, only to be startled by the sight of her parents standing stiffly in front of a van. “Mom? Dad?” she asked, her voice a mix of confusion and unease. Her parents, upon seeing her, wasted no time and approached her with determined s

  • Too Close To Handle   Threads of Envy

    Looks like you’ve settled in here,” Tiffany remarked to Abigail, catching her attention. Abigail was in the mini kitchen of the office, preparing some milk. Since she transferred to the main branch, she felt her life had become more peaceful. Except for the scandal a few days ago caused by her fath

  • Too Close To Handle   Caught in the Crossfire

    Abigail glanced at the man who stormed into their office, visibly furious. She stood up in shock when she recognized the man who was angrily looking for Edward. As she stood, the man noticed her, causing him to stop in his tracks and stare at her. He frowned upon seeing Abigail. Abigail didn't know

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