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❝What a heavenly way to die
What a time to be alive
Because forever is in your eyes. ❞

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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN THOSE, BEAUTIFULLY disastrous years, and those unbearable times——we grew up, matured in the worst way possible. From the first time we met, to the day we married, bought a house, also the day we failed to protect our child—the day we both lost a piece of ourselves. Through everything we passed, we drifted apart, but only time proved that we were meant to be.

His dark, and cold personality, my fierce and stubborn nature, the moment we started living together we crashed, our worlds collided in the most unbelievable manner.

        Staying with him, made me feel a sense of bravado, I don't even know what it was, like a new feeling of dreaminess. He resembled a burning flame, an amber everything around him, was scorched, and I couldn't be anymore in love with him than I was—that forget that even if fire was beautiful, and full of wonder it was still threatening. Deadly.

“What are you thinking about?” I heard Jungkook ask. Feeling a cold, and icy glance at my face as I swallowed hard lowering the glass of water. When I looked up, I find him still staring, it only seems to be a second until a smile bestow his godly face and he chuckles.

“What?” I asked back in a breathless tone, when his bright eyes once again light up, making my heart break havoc in my chest. Sensing the look of absolute, confusion across my face he, and shrugs timidly scratching the back of his neck, as if he was caught doing something, I wouldn't like.

  “You still can't handle spicy foods, Ivy,” He says that in such a familiar tone, with a gentle feeling of intimacy as I chuckle awkwardly. Taking a small bite out of my burger, while he soundlessly resumes back to eating his hot pot.

I watch him continue eating that awfully spicy food, with no heed. I can not believe how can he be so calm, while only eating a spoonful I was choking just awhile ago. As that thought reached my mind, I came to realize he purposely asked me to taste it, and even lied about it not being that spicy.

“So, how long since it's been we came here?” I asked looking around thoughtlessly, as he pauses putting down his empty hotpot; while he gestures a waiter to pack away our remaining food, I pushed my plate away and, he shakes his head in a discouraging manner, staring sternly at my still half burger.

“A couple of years, ” he answered dryly.

He knew that I was done with eating. As I smile with pleading eyes, trying to make him let of that matter.

“You should eat more, wife,” it wasn't long, before Jungkook speaks up, and I roll my eyes perfectly knowing where this conversation was heading.

“It's too much even for me. Also, I ate a lot of fries, husband. ”

He stares remains fixed at my face, unfazed even when he pays the waiter, without baiting him another glance. I try not to think what, Jungkook was doing, or what ever thoughts were at this monent running through his head. But it was proving to be quite a trouble, especially when he continued to stare. I bite my lip nervously, trying to appear calm but, it was all too much, my head was filled with overwhelming thoughts that, I was afraid it could burst any minute.

“Are you feeling better now?” His soft tone, and tender gaze caused my treacherous heart to forget everything and surrender. But, I didn't and in a very calm manner I regarded his gaze with one of many pretentious smile.

“Why do you think I was mad in the first place, Jungkook. All of this would've never happened, this out burst, our fight over the phone if you didn't trying dragging Kim Anna between us.”

“Why do you like making me fight with you all the time, Ivy is that your kink riling me all up—so that we can have an aggressive rebound sex,” Lord—this man had no shame. Feeling the heat reaching to face, I averted my gaze and glanced back and forth making sure that no was listening to us.

“I am not fighting. I was just being truthful and realistic so that you are——” I couldn't continue, not when his hand that was lying motionless moments ago was now holding my face, in a firm grip. My stomach churned, and my eyes grew wide with, a harsh breath escaping through my lips when, his thumb roughly grazed against my lips, pushing them with a sensual touch.

“It's alright, love. Remember we're not going fight, not anymore. Now stop bitting that lips, it's already bruised enough. ”

Looking upwards, I almost staggered and fell upon him, when I caught him, no, just his eyes—alas him peering down into my soul. I felt him calling out to me, my heart raced in an indescribably fast and, agitated state as I find myself responding. In that restaurant, surrounded with a few numbers of people, I for a moment lowered my guards and just let him enter through the walls I've held for so long.

My eyes flickered upwards as I witnessed the mischievous glitter flashing through his dark ones. Our eyes continued to stare, I find a need, and an urge surging strongly through my nerves, that before I could stop it I have said it.

“When we return home, Jungkook. I want you to hold me in your embrace,  while we fall asleep—”

As I the two of us walked out of the restaurant hand in hand, I looked up and chuckled. I loved that my statement made him, gaping and staring at me with a soft boyish grin. That look suggested, lord my husband was shy.

      “That's a provocative statement that, you've made from your pretty little mouth, Ivy. Not fair. I wasn't prepared,” He whispered, leaning against my ear as I smile feeling him tenderly caress my shoulders, turning his hand around I bring it to my lips, and kiss it with fervour as he sighs, halting his steps.

“I'm going to be very honest with you, husband. If I'm giving you a chance I want you to work for it, try harder make me surrender, let go of the past. I want you to give me reasons to fall in love with you again and, if I do I'm going to fall harder than I did last the time and, I'm not going to let go even if the world is against us.”

My voice sounded far too scared, but I knew that I needed to say it. It was for better that he knows, how hard it is for me to forget everything and live, just within this moment.

           He didn't say anything after that, there was a dark and stoic look flaring past his face. But, that didn't bother me as I stayed resolute not looking away even for a second. Clutching my hand tightly, he walked me to our car and even helped me putting on a seat belt. When our eyes met, and his skin brushed against mine accidentally, I felt him shiver, he instantly moved away.

Getting on to his side of the car he iginites the engine to life as; I frown feeling him still avoiding my gaze. Was he going to ignore my words? Does he knows how hard it was for me to say this.

     I shrugged trying to put off all the negative thoughts, threatening to corrupt my mind. Leaning against the car's window I watched him with in an unfocused gaze. He was driving at a slow pace, his eyes were firm and painfully grim. It was as if he was there, but he wasn't really there. His thoughts consumed him, but unlike mine he was letting them rule over him. And that was driving him wild.

Seconds passed into minutes and, before we knew it we were home. Parking the car, he doesn't immediately get off and neither did I. We stay there seated in silence, as I felt my heart aching, dreaded with the worst of thoughts. Thoughts that, any sane heart could ever withstand. Anxiousness eating my heart, and numbing my brain, so I did what any desperate person could've done I, reached out to him.

  My hand laid there, against his hand but unlike the previous time he didn't pull back. A ghost of smile makes its way to my lips, when I find him looking at our linked hands. There, now that I know he wasn't avoiding me just taking his time I felt myself calming down. Sighing, I turn to look outside even though there wasn't much to see; we were at our house, every corner of this place was imprinted at the back of my mind.

“What if I lose this chance? What if something goes wrong, would I have to let you go? You don't even understand how crucial it is for me. I—want everything but I don't want this to be my last chance. I want you  everywhere with me through all ups and down of my life, Ivy—I can't, risk losing everything for just today these moments.”

His voice was full of darkness, and chilness it echoed soundly against the quiet car, as his fingers around my hand tighten with a desperate pull.

“And what if you don't. What if this time we both fall in love again, and our bond grows stronger? We can't afford to let go of this, we both need it,” I answer back finally, and placed my other hand over our already linked hands, as he sighs running fingers through his hair out of frustration, while his elbow rested against the cars door.

He groans frustratedly, his eyes stubborn and expressive as he stares sharply at my face.

Tugging down at our hands, he begins to speak once again in a baritone voice, “You're my only chance of survival in this storm, Ivy. For me you're my anchor.”

TO BE CONTINUED

Author's Note:

Hi, my exams are almost coming to an end. I have three exams left and then I'm done. I can't wait to write more, I'm so sorry for making you all wait. I just want this time to pass. Putting that aside, I would also like to appreciate you'll for showing your love and, support to this story. Without your support this book would've been nothing. So thank you, for always making my day better.

They are getting better? Do you think Ivy is right about her decision of this being their only chance?

Stay precious, and
remember to smile. You got this. 💜

Thanks for reading<3

Love,
shafaq-Shapel♥