The Cherished Wife by Chweety

"Cruel?"

Steven looked at Eloise as if she had just told a hilarious joke. His eyebrows raised slightly, and a cold smile lingered in his eyes. He stopped the car and turned to face her.

Raising his hand, he lifted Eloise's chin. His deep, dark eyes were especially captivating at that moment, like a powerful vortex.

Eloise stared into Steven's eyes, finding it increasingly hard to hold her gaze. His long fingers gently grazed her chin, as if he were touching a precious artifact. However, Eloise knew that I was moments like these when Steven was at his most terrifying. Eloise's body trembled slightly as she tried to pull away from Steven's grip, but he spoke, "El, do you remember the first time we met?"

Eloise's body shivered uncontrollably at his words. Her lips pressed together tightly as her expression darkened.

She could not bear to look at him because once she did, there would be no turning back. "I've forgotten."

"How could you forget those memories? It's when we are at our lowest that we truly realize what we want most. Just like when I first met you-you were willing to do anything to survive, stopping at nothing to achieve your goals." "But it's wrong; that's why I met you," Eloise could not help but say. "If I had a choice, I would rather never have met you."

already lost." His long fingers traced along her jawline, lifting her chin higher. "People often make sacrifices to get what they want. There's nothing wrong with

want, as long as everything you do afterward is good and righteous, the gods will forgive you. Understand?"

Steven raised an eyebrow.

since you're here in Brookville, don't you want to see your old friends? Or

"No need.

Steven smiled. "Very well."

her eyes, but no matter how much she tried to push those memories away, they only

did not want to go through those things she had experienced again.

and whether

it had

lip, struggling to turn her head away, trying to block out

As the year-end approached,