The Woman From Hell

This question seemed to stop Theo.

I could feel the obvious tremble from him, but I did not know if it was because I was too close or if I had been too blunt.

Theo looked at me with a bit of horror in his eyes, gulping. He did not seem to know what to say.

My brows relaxed, and I smiled lightly. "Forget it. It's fine if you can't answer. What was it that you wanted to talk about?" I crossed my arms around my chest and looked at him, waiting for him to answer.

He immediately replied to me after he calmed down and gathered his expression, "I want to ask you a serious question. I hope you can answer me seriously."

His sudden seriousness made my heart skip a beat. Looking into his eyes, there seemed to be a deep and distant sea. I could not see the end of it.

"Okay, ask away." I could not really help the words that jumped out of my throat.

Theo pinched his thin lips lightly, and they were a rosy pair. His natural red lips and white teeth were enviable, and I began to think wildly again. In order to answer him seriously, however, I put aside all these distracting thoughts and looked at only him.

His throat moved slightly, then a question slowly slipped out, "Have we ever been in love?"

Hearing this, I could not help but sigh.

did not expect him to ask such a question. Could it be

I had grasped a thread in his memory, so I wanted to cling to

you fell in love with me, you turned against each other. Yet, every time I see you and I look into your eyes, it always makes me feel that things

very seriously

be gradually thawing at this moment. Looking at him, warmth suddenly flowed through my heart. "What

Theo lowered his eyes

only person he believed in

slight hope that had been ignited disappeared. I laughed dumbly. Recalling the night before no longer had any expectations. It's okay. Don't believe it. Even if you get your memories

heading upstairs, but when I passed by

not touched his hand for a long time, and it felt

my hand and muttered to himself, "Even your hand feels very familiar. Nicky's... It

smiled and pulled my hand back. "President

sorry. I just suddenly wanted to hold

it was a subconscious

he lost his memory, and habits

As for me,

little

infatuated and somewhat dependent.