Our Three-Way Connection

The wind blew all around us and I could hear the rustling of leaves from the trees close by. The sea wasn’t far off and I could smell the unique scent of the ocean. It was getting dark quite fast but I didn’t want to go back inside until we finished our conversation properly.

“You’re right. It’s my fault for leaving you here. Although you seemed to have enjoyed yourself immensely while I was gone, I’ll stick to my offer to buy you whatever that you want,” he said emotionlessly.

I was quite surprised that he was freely admitting that it was his fault for leaving me, although I did not miss that he hadn’t exactly offered me words of apology. Then again, I wasn’t dying to hear him say ‘sorry’. Instead, there was something that I wanted but it was something that his money couldn’t buy.

“There’s something that I want from you, and lucky for you, you don’t even have to pay to give it to me,” I said as I took a step towards him to close the distance between us.

“What is it that you want?