108 - The Separation

I don't know where else that fear came from. I should be happy that he and I are now on the same page. Matthias had forgiven me, and I had managed to admit my mistake.

It was just that, as I watched our genitals almost merge, I was again haunted by an uneasy feeling.

The image of Frederick's angry, sad face, disappointed that I had taken everything from him, haunted me as if I wasn't allowed to be happy.

"Matthias, stop." Finally, my mouth uttered the same mistake for the umpteenth time. I ruined our happy moment with my selfish nature and my weak mentality.

"Don't touch me. For tonight, I want to sleep alone first," I said, blocking with my hand, his waist that was already almost fused with my bottom.

"I said stop it!" my voice raised on its own.

"Ah." I only realized how cruel I sounded when I got a hurt look from Matthias in return.

In the blink of an eye, our romance, which was so sweet in the air, melted into a cold snow that smelled sharp and pierced the heart. There was no equi