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to make her fall for him but she couldn't stop the blubbery feeling erupting in pits of her stomach. So she did what was for best." I cannot accept this bond." ***************************

he asked carefully. She shook her head slowly. “I didn’t… I don’t know how to stop him. I can’t…” Her sentence faded into silence because the truth was too complicated to speak. She couldn’t hold him back, and she couldn’t let him go without feeling like she was losing something irreplaceable all over again.

He was shocked at what he had just been told. “ You're a strong girl,” he said, hugging her, rubbing her arm to calm her down.

He wanted so badly to walk up to her and hug her, or even kiss her and smell her scent, but she was just a familiar face with no name, and for all he knew, she could be a relative but that didn't make any sense. It struck so many chords in his heart, watching a beautiful girl slowly creep away from him. It tore him apart but he didn't know why. He felt an instinct to go over there and just hold her, hoping that his touch would give her pleasure just like hers had done to him. But alas, he was still in pain and it hurt him emotionally that he couldn't run over to her. "I… I am sorry,” he choked out shamefully as he mentally cursed himself that he couldn't remember such a female's name or what

His lips slightly parted as he tried to subdue the urge- the urge to pull her closer. It was a feeling that felt more than a feeling…..it was something he couldn't explain. It was embedded in his heart, it was buried in there. The only thing that held him back was the realization of how she was going to feel when she became sober. He sighed and after some minutes, he lifted her to the bed. Even though he wanted it, he couldn't take it….Even though it was right before his eyes, at his reach, he couldn't break their bond, knowing she was hurting.

He caressed her trembling back with his hands. He was frantic to give her the consolation he had not before offered her because she was shaking more violently now. He gripped her tightly, refusing to allow any distance between them, as she clutched at his shoulders in an attempt to break free. He had to be close to her and experience how she felt in his arms. He feared he might lose her forever if he let her go.

And once again she was mesmerised by his handsome look. "Calling Muffin to earth please." She heard him saying that and she was able to get back all her senses. She gave him a sullen glance to cover up her embarrassment. "I thought you were abducted by aliens!" He teased.. She frowned at him. "Over!" "Your day will not really be completed, not unless you give me a shrewish temper." He said with amusement. "Because you are annoying me. You can leave after eating." She said to him..

“Can you?” He’s quiet for a long moment. “I thought what I felt all these years was just… a piece of it that lingered after she died. A memory. But hearing her voice, seeing her… I feel it. It’s driving me mad. It’s why I’ve been out in the woods.” “I need you around.” “I can’t,” he says with so much raw emotion I can taste the despair. “I can’t. She can’t remember, okay? I don’t want her to remember.”

And I couldn’t stop him. I still felt tears slipping down my cheeks and I couldn't stop it. Damn him. Damn him for making me feel like this. And damn me for still wanting him anyway.

She now looked so vulnerable and small to him. He was tempted to touch her. He suddenly felt an urge to hold her in his arm but he stopped himself and pushed those feelings down deep inside of him. He shook his head hard as if that would wake him up. What was going on with him recently? Why was he always feeling strange things when around her? Maybe she put some kind of charm on him, making him 'not himself' and not the ruthless wicked man he was. He got off the bed silently and slowly, careful not to wake her up.