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

back to her solace. But then, what if she is unwilling? Why is she

on her arms. A subtle tension creeping up his

go through should she say ’No’. He is

mind whatever price he has to pay but then at this minute at this moment, he felt fear, fear

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

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

about the future, may be we can still suffer greater trials than this or probably we might be all good after crossing this sea but what

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

relief was short lived with

bit. But then he is not surprised because every situation had a condition

leaving his—searching, weighing, questioning. "Yes, one condition," she repeated, this time with more certainty in her

steady but filled with anticipation. "Name

lie to me," she said

request. Of all things

"no matter how ugly the truth may be... I’d rather face it than live in a world built on

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