Chapter 442 So Was That Your Tacit Invitation?

“Why, Kyran? Why do you think I’m… like this?”

Bitterness tinged her last question. She was angry-angry at the incomprehensibility of her own emotions.

Kyran’s hand ran down her back, his expression serene. “Deirdre, you don’t feel joy over anyone’s death because you’re that kind-hearted. Your happiness doesn’t need to be built on anyone’s pain.”

“But I should be happy! Shouldn’t I?”

“Deirdre?” Kyran lifted her chin and gazed into her eyes. “Do you still love him?”

“Love who?”

“Him.”

She shook her head with all her might. Tears of bitter, painful anger rolled out of her cheeks. “Love!? I hate him! I hate him so much… it’s wearing me out…”

“So, you’ll never forgive him, no matter what he does?”

There was not a shred of hesitancy in her response.”Never!”

taken aback by how quickly her answer sprung. For

quiet sense of unease

laugh. “Nothing. I was just thinking. If you are that sure

Deirdre did not notice it until she

She stiffened.

your resolve. Are you as determined as you think you are? Is your conviction as unshakable as you’ve imagined? Or is there a soft

It wasn’t pity or sympathy. You just

to do with Brendan himself. She felt perturbed because she

of her one last family member. She did not want her to send off her

understood her own sentiments now. Her lip curled. “Thanks,

you thanked

was stunned. ‘A-Another

was beating down on her-rhythmic, heavy. Closer. A puff escaped from his lips, dispelling the winter air around

lips melted

between the spaces in his fingers. Her senses became a blur. When her lucidity. returned a little, she realized she was already lying on his bed, and his breathing had lost its usual, even

her ears burnt. “K-Kyran, n-not now… We can’t

tripping

man froze and suddenly broke

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