My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 302

“I don’t even know when it started. Maybe it was during those days you helped me rehearse my scenes, maybe it was that night at the Marlowe family’s house, or perhaps it was when you made me the first meal, or maybe it was on my coming–of–age day when I looked at you for the first time and felt drawn to you.

The point is, I love you, I really love you so much. It’s all my fault for being too slow to recognize my feelings, for not telling you sooner, which led to me hurting you over and over again. I’m sorry, truly sorry…”

“Orion, please don’t go, okay?”

“I was wrong, I truly was. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

Xanthea hugged her knees, burying her face in sorrow and crying, unaware that the elevator numbers remained unchanged after the doors closed.

“Ding-”

As her last word fell, the elevator doors slowly opened again.

Inside, a man looked down at her with eyes full of unrealistic doubts and an almost frenzied intensity.

Was all of this true?

Not a delusion born from his excessive longing and desperate desire?

did she like him

thank

Cedric and Jacob, hearing

feelings for the boss. It had all been

face, and upon seeing Orion, her eyes lit up with

looking at him so pitifully she seemed like a drenched kitten begging to be taken home. “Orion, you won’t leave me,

the man who rushed out of the elevator, as if

his

to

merge her into

find

Xan loved him, his

nights, and now, this moment was more surreal than

this

damp hair, his face twisting

“Mm–hmm.”

to me

“No, never again.”