“Yes, you’ve let me down. You promised me you would protect yourself, but it seems like you keep running into danger wherever you go. I’ve even thought about how I won’t have a reason to live anymore if you die.”

 

Christopher stared deeply at me. There was a flicker of pain in his eyes, mixed with a shred of overwhelming anxiety and fear.

 

I could tell that he was really afraid. Otherwise, how could a man as tough as he was—a man who would not even blink in the face of a gunshot—bear such a panicked expression on his face?

“Don’t say that!” I covered his mouth. “If it helps, I promise, the next time I sense danger, I’m going to avoid it like the plague. I won’t go charging in again, guns blazing.”

be a ‘next time’?” Christopher raised an

mistake. In my mind, I used to think

he was furious

I worthy of this

 

off the deep end on your own. If you see me on the streets, you should stop me. Treat me to a meal or grab me a cup of coffee as an apology. Don’t act like you don’t know me.” Christopher began to list out my

next time you see me in a bad mood, you are not to ignore me. Talk to me if you have any issues. It’s not like you don’t know I can be as stubborn as a mule. The more you rage, the more persistent I get.

you reasoning with me?” Christopher brushed my nose

 

of us promised that whatever happened in future conflicts, we would reflect on our

the rest did not seem as important as I thought they should be. I did not ask about Monica because I did

I felt completely alive. As I walked, I massaged my sore neck. Even with clothes on, I could see

high enough to hide all the hickeys. People

the other hand, seemed to be full of vim and vigor. After walking a certain distance, he pummeled his back

eyes at him, I mumbled, “And here I thought you’re as fit as a

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