Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 The More You Don't Want to Meet Someone, the More Likely You Are to Meet Them

My heart skipped a beat. Seeing me freeze, Ethan smiled, pulled me to sit, and wrapped his arm around my waist, making my head rest on his shoulder. "Then stay with me." The recliner was only big enough for one, so I had to lie on my side, pressed against him, to fit.

Ethan's lingering scent of nicotine made me a bit intoxicated, mixed with a faint sadness from him.

Even though Ethan and I had been intimate before, lying so close now still made me nervous and sweaty.

We lay there silently for a long time, the only sounds were his steady breathing and our heartbeats, the only melody in the moonlight.

His embrace was so comforting that I didn't realize when I fell asleep. I woke up to slight movement; Ethan was carrying me upstairs. "What's going on?" I asked groggily.

"We're going to bed; it's cold outside," he said.

He carried me to the room, placed me on the bed, and trapped me with his hands on either side of my body.

The room was dark, and his eyes seemed to swirl with something, like an invisible net that easily ensnared me.

I felt like I understood his unspoken words, and my heart started racing.

We didn't stay like that for long. Ethan lifted the blanket, slipped in, and pulled me into his arms.

"I just want to hold you while we sleep, nothing else," he whispered hoarsely, sending a jolt through me.

My back was pressed against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breathing. His breath was hot against my neck, both ticklish and warm.

We were legally married, so it was reasonable for him to hold me while we slept, and even if he had further requests, it wouldn't be too much.

I realized I didn't mind his closeness; in fact, I was a bit addicted to his embrace.

Realizing this scared me. It was a dangerous signal. I knew I shouldn't fall for it, yet I couldn't help but be drawn in.

Ethan just held me all night, and nothing inappropriate happened. He didn't explain much about the guitar, and I didn't bring it up again. We both ignored the matter.

faint smell of tobacco woke me up. I opened my eyes to see a firm chest. I jolted awake, all traces

It was the album by The Thorn Birds Band that I had

his

though nothing had happened between us, the scene

cassette is just for show," I said, trying to steer the conversation away

suddenly looked

"What's wrong?" he asked.

propped up my head and stared at his face

of shyness appeared on his face. He reached out and pinched

waiting for me

singer of The Thorn Birds Band. Although I've never seen him, I think there's a photo of him on this cassette. Let me

cassette in his hand, but he raised

than him," Ethan said

You really do look alike, except the lead singer of The Thorn Birds Band has long hair. How did

onto him to reach his hand. Ethan seemed to be teasing me

To get my cassette

being so forward?" His sudden teasing made me realize how inappropriate my position was. I scrambled off him in a panic, too embarrassed to look at him. But Ethan suddenly

my breath, flustered. "I...I won't take it. I'll go make breakfast," I said,

down on my shoulders, pinning me with

okay?" His hoarse voice pierced

the courage to look at

heavily, looked at me and laughed hoarsely. "Are you stupid? Emily,

his request was reasonable. But that night, his words "Happy Birthday" were etched in my mind. I knew he loved someone else. Even in a state of confusion, he didn't forget to bless someone who clearly held a

with love. But for women, it was different. Women preferred to

him away, avoiding his gaze. "I need to get up. I have to go job

me, but I was also a bit afraid he would be unhappy

speak for a long time, but his breathing gradually calmed down. He didn't force me

on anyone else for a lifetime. Only oneself is the

his own words against him. It took him a while to smile faintly. "Emily,

shock. The weight of his body suddenly lifted as he got out of bed

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