Chapter Sixty Seven

I tightly shut my eyes and my arms have their own mind to wrap around his sandalwood incensed neck. I hugged him back, like i'm surrendering all the hatreds i have for him, throwing the uncertainties away and concealing my last image of him in my memory where it broke the other part of me.

Being caged in his steel-like arms is something that brings serenity to me. I can't deny it. Heck, i don't even want to. It's a natural feeling, like some kind of nostalgia, reminding me how his physical touches have always been this effective when it comes to me. Always.

"Hush..." He whispered to my ears then, caressed my hair tenderly.

Fuck. Here's the other side of him, poking again. Beyond the ruthlessness within, there's this gentle softie part that became my total weakness. He's using it against me right now. It's frustratingly affecting me in any way but despite the unfairness of it all, i couldn't seem to complain.

I'm stupidly accepting the unfairness.

Because i feel safe. It has always b