“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

I quickly waved my hands to show that I had learned my mistake. In my mind, I used to think Christopher got mad because he saw Lyle and I in each other’s arms. He

never once considered that he was furious

worthy of this man’s

 

go off the deep end on your own. If you see me on the streets, you should stop me. Treat me

me if you have any issues. It’s not like you don’t know I can be

you reasoning with me?” Christopher brushed my

 

both of us promised that whatever happened in future conflicts, we would

to me, the rest did not seem as important as I thought they should

at home to rest for the whole day. When I went outside for a short walk, I felt completely alive. As I walked, I massaged my sore neck. Even with clothes on, I could see the dense row

to hide all the hickeys. People would notice them

hand, seemed to be full of vim and vigor. After walking a certain distance, he pummeled his back and sighed, “Gosh, my back

here I thought you’re as fit as a fiddle. What’s

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