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.

to ask such a question. Could it be that he remembered

memory, so I wanted to cling to it tightly. "Why ask

used to be good friends, but because you fell in love with me, you turned against each other. Yet, every time I see you and I look into your eyes, it

very seriously and

heart seemed to be gradually thawing at this moment. Looking at him, warmth suddenly flowed

words, he frowned. Theo lowered his eyes and

enough, the only person he

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 back

and was planning on heading upstairs, but when I passed by Theo, he actually reached out

holding my own. I had not touched his hand for a long

stared at my hand and muttered to

smiled and pulled my hand back.

suddenly

was a subconscious

did before he lost his memory,

As for me,

little

infatuated and somewhat dependent.