Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 248

Chapter 248 Simple Happiness

All my common sense flew out the window when I was with Emily.

When I woke up, she was gone.

I stepped out of the tent and saw my bike was missing too. Panic set in.

Emily had just learned to ride a bike that day, and she wasn't great at it. It was late, and the road was all downhill. I grabbed another bike and took off after her.

Halfway down, I finally spotted Emily. She had fallen, but luckily, it was just a minor spill.

I went to hug her, but she pushed me away. She looked disappointed in me.

I didn't want her to feel that way. I told her I wanted to marry her, that it wasn't just because we had slept together. But she didn't seem to buy it.

To her, we had only met a few times. How could I convince her I was serious about marrying her?

We were both past the age of fairy tales. Emily couldn't possibly believe in love at first sight. I didn't dare tell her about the past, didn't dare let her know I had been in love with her for years.

So I brought up Martin. His illness and wishes were real; I wasn't lying to Emily. At least it made her believe I was serious. But when it came to expressing love, I was cautious.

Honestly, I didn't even know if my long-standing feelings for Emily were love. I didn't know if the thrill I felt when I saw her was love. At that moment, I was conflicted but serious. I wasn't sure if I could provide her with a sense of security. But if I didn't keep her close, I couldn't rest easy. I hoped to find a balance.

I didn't know what she felt for me, but I hoped she would grow fond of me over time.

Emily asked why it had to be her. I said because she was pure.

There was one more thing I didn't tell her: because she was the one and only Emily.

We got a marriage license, and she moved into my place. Even though we slept in separate rooms, just having her under the same roof made me feel content.

Every night after that, when I drove home, the living room lights were on.

I rolled down the car window and looked at the living room, lost in thought.

to this house, it was dark

the couch and chatted for

find a job. She said if one day I met someone I truly liked, she would willingly divorce

I had my concerns and couldn't say

in bed at night, even though we were separated by a wall,

was a sense of peace I hadn't felt

took her shopping for clothes and shoes, trying to make up

home, we

on

imagined how beautiful Emily would look in a wedding dress. If I were the one holding her hand, I

the more dangerous it would

told her I couldn't give her a wedding for now, I could see the

of all

hoped that when that day came, we would still be young. Even if we were no longer young, Emily would still be the most beautiful

a meal at

cooked, and I went into the kitchen to

together was a kind

night was originally very good, but I didn't expect that when Emily went to get my jacket, she would also

hadn't touched the guitar in many years because it easily awakened

guitar made me furious. I wasn't mad at her for touching it; I was more

that I realized

I held her while we

and me, until one night

day, when I smashed a bottle over a guy's head

his days doing nothing and often causing trouble at the bar, left a strong impression on me, even though I didn't know his name and didn't care to. He had been making advances toward Fiona while she

though Fiona had been gone for years, I wouldn't let anyone talk trash about

bring her back, I still wouldn't allow it, no

I saw Emily rushing towards me, I knew there

in that moment when she rushed over, Emily didn't have time to think. So did that mean she already had

Fiona. But

know how to explain it to her, as

told her that ever since she came into my life, the house felt like a home. I loved watching her busy in the kitchen, and

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