Chapter 177: Promise made...

"Can you not let go of my hand, no matter what happens? And... can you always remember me?" he asked, his voice low but sincere.

Jessica was stumped, her breathe caught in her throat while her heart thumped wildly yet she met his question with silence.

She didn’t expect such a question. In as much as she has her fears of what tomorrow might be for them; she hadn’t taken any time to consider who is holding on or who is not holding on at the moment.

With the knowledge that tomorrow might come with its challenges, she felt herself lacking of the confidence needed.

She is really afraid, having witnessed her mother’s painful end, she lacks the confidence to trust any man. She can only believe what she has today.

But it is more scary to hear him make that request, —request? No, it’s certainly not a request, he is asking for a promise.

A promise about tomorrow. Jessica felt her head throbbing as she analyzes the situation.

She wanted to make that promise that she will not let go of his hand, that she will always be there to stand by him through thick and thin but she had to weigh her options, she has to consider her heart.

"What are the chances? What are the possibilities?" She murmured to herself.

wildly in trepidation, he might not have thought about it when he asked but he was certain this

he will always come back to her solace. But then, what if she

arms. A subtle tension creeping up his body. His

doesn’t want to imagine what his heart will go through should she say ’No’. He is not ready to lose the only light

price he has to pay but then at this minute at this moment, he felt fear, fear of her response, fear of her rejection though his wife but

breathe, her thoughts racing in her head. May be it is time to live the reality and not dwell in fantasy. It is really

the future, she can only live the present to pursue the future. She stared at him for a while, her eyes taking note of the several emotions swirling in them -the expectation, the hope and

suffer greater trials than

searching for the right word but for Davis this brief pause was already taking the life out him. "I will walk the path with you and not let go of your hand." She

short

had a condition attached to foster it. "I can meet up any condition." He answered

face, her eyes never leaving his—searching, weighing, questioning. "Yes,

steady but filled with anticipation. "Name it." She hesitated for a moment, then finally

lie to me," she

blinked, caught off guard by the unexpected request. Of all things

may be... I’d rather face it than live in

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