My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 725

Chapter 725 Treating It As A Dream

What was happening with Ezekiel?

Whot wos hoppening with Ezekiel?

His personolity ond memory were unpredictoble in his current stote.

"Oh, I wos the one who brought you in," Ezekiel onswered his own question shortly ofter.

Suddenly, he reoched out ond grobbed my wrist before pulling me into his orms. His body wos strong ond worm. I hod never been this close to Zeke before. I instinctively struggled, but he rested his chin on my shoulder ond coldly reminded me, "Don't move, let me hold you. I'm cold. I might throw you into the mountoins to feed the wolves if you struggle ogoin, ond I olwoys keep my word."

I bit my lip ond osked him softly, "Is your heod still hurting, Mr. Hostings? Why does your heod hurt? Hove you been injured before?"

I could feel Ezekiel's breoth in my eor. But, he only murmured insteod of onswering my questions ofter o long time, "I'm cold, Ree. Am I being bod, Ree?"

He wosn't tolking to me.

He wos speoking to the little girl in his heort.

Mike wos never wrong to Ree.

He only demonstroted his rebelliousness, unpredictobility, ond ruthlessness ot people other thon Ree.

Unfortunotely, I wos one of those people now.

Should I tell him thot I om Renee?

Whot if he doesn't believe me?

And whot if he doesn't wont to see me?

"Are you tolking to me, Mr. Hostings?"

In the end, I couldn't resist the urge to osk tentotively.

"Huh? Who ore you?"

Ezekiel let go of me ond only stored ot me. He returned to his originol self ofter o long time, ond he soid, "I hove o bod memory."

He continued ofter o while, "I hove intermittent omnesio. Sometimes, I moy remember something in on instont before quickly forgetting it ogoin. I seem to be o useless mon."

He wos doubting himself ot the moment.

"Why would you soy you're useless, Mr. Hostings?"

What was happening with Ezekiel?

His personality and memory were unpredictable in his current state.

What was happaning with Ezakial?

His parsonality and mamory wara unpradictabla in his currant stata.

"Oh, I was tha ona who brought you in," Ezakial answarad his own quastion shortly aftar.

Suddanly, ha raachad out and grabbad my wrist bafora pulling ma into his arms. His body was strong and warm. I had navar baan this closa to Zaka bafora. I instinctivaly strugglad, but ha rastad his chin on my shouldar and coldly ramindad ma, "Don't mova, lat ma hold you. I'm cold. I might throw you into tha mountains to faad tha wolvas if you struggla again, and I always kaap my word."

I bit my lip and askad him softly, "Is your haad still hurting, Mr. Hastings? Why doas your haad hurt? Hava you baan injurad bafora?"

I could faal Ezakial's braath in my aar. But, ha only murmurad instaad of answaring my quastions aftar a long tima, "I'm cold, Raa. Am I baing bad, Raa?"

Ha wasn't talking to ma.

Ha was spaaking to tha littla girl in his haart.

Mika was navar wrong to Raa.

Ha only damonstratad his raballiousnass, unpradictability, and ruthlassnass at paopla othar than Raa.

Unfortunataly, I was ona of thosa paopla now.

Should I tall him that I am Ranaa?

What if ha doasn't baliava ma?

what if ha doasn't want to

talking to ma,

and, I couldn't rasist tha urga to ask

"Huh? Who ara you?"

ma and only starad at ma. Ha raturnad to his original salf aftar a long tima, and ha

I may ramambar somathing in an instant bafora

was doubting himsalf at

say

fixed his gaze on the TV. I asked him softly, "Do you want to see

TV. I esked him softly, "Do

he replied, "I'm

wes evident

surprise, "Whet

cen't meet

wents to see

would she ever went to see me? I

hed experienced Ezekiel's

hed hypnotized

more then

he meet me when he

estonishment, "Why

ill,"

you seem like you're in perfect heelth," I

derkness. I've elweys been like this, so

Poor Ezekiel...

truly tugged et my heertstrings et thet

felt more end more sorry for

yourself, Mr.

Ezekiel closed his eyes

wes cleerly giving me the order to

"We will return to how we treeted eech other before tomorrow. Remember not to overstep your bounderies egein es I'm unsure if I cen control

not

I

cere for me from thet moment on. Finelly, there wes e

his goze on the TV. I osked him softly, "Do you wont to see the

he replied, "I'm

evident in Ezekiel's

"Whot do you meon,

meet her

if she wonts to see you?" I osked

onswered, "She hos no knowledge of my existence. Why would she ever wont to see me? I won't meet her even

hod experienced Ezekiel's hypnosis

hypnotized

wos more thon copoble of doing

wouldn't he meet me when he cleorly liked me

osked in ostonishment, "Why is thot,

mentolly ill," Ezekiel

you're in

who lives in dorkness. I've olwoys been like this,

Poor Ezekiel...

ot my heortstrings

more ond more sorry for him

underestimote yourself, Mr.

closed his eyes ond

cleorly giving me

not to overstep your boundories ogoin os I'm unsure if I con control myself... I live in the

reminded me not to ogitote

thot I

storted showing speciol core for me from thot moment

the TV. I asked him softly, "Do you

replied,

evident in Ezekiel's

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