After the Eight Years of Love I Gave Up

Love Story6 - Chapter 11

But I didn't reciprocate his kiss, In the end, I gently pushed him away.

"Darius, I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry?"

He looked down at me, his eyes slightly red.

"It's my own problem."

I avoided his gaze: "I don't want to be in a relationship again."

"Then what have these days between us been?"

Darius gripped my shoulders, his voice trembling: "Everly, what am I to you?"

I clenched my fists tightly, taking a deep breath: "Let's just say we were mutually fulfilling each other's needs..."

"If you're willing, we can continue this kind of relationship."

"If you meet someone you like, you can end it anytime."

"What kind of relationship? A tool to satisfy physical needs?"

"You can think of it that way." I refused to look up at him, afraid I might burst into tears.

"Darius, I'm very sorry... if this arrangement makes you uncomfortable, I'll leave Paris immediately, I swear I'll never bother you again..."

"Everly."

Darius's eyes were completely red. He let go of his hands and slowly took a step back, He seemed to be smiling, but that smile was broken: "Everly, you can't do this to me." "Darius..."

He turned around, took his coat, and walked towards the door.

I instinctively took a step to follow him, but then stopped.

Darius walked all the way to the door, and as his hand gripped the handle, he suddenly turned back to look at me.

He even smiled at me reassuringly: "I'm sorry, I just need some time alone to think."

I nodded: "Okay, I won't bother you."

"Everly, give me some time. Wait for my answer."

Darius left, And I, as if all my strength had drained away, slowly sat down on the sofa.

My heart felt an indescribable pain.

But I was even more clearly aware that I couldn't do it now.

To invest myself so completely, to love someone wholeheartedly again.

To start a new relationship.

I was truly afraid. Afraid that in the end, it would again turn into mutual disgust.

I was afraid of watching that person's gaze towards me change from initial passion to indifference and then to cold disdain.

I didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

However, I shouldn't have tempted Darius.

If only I had known from the beginning that he liked me.

Then that night, I definitely wouldn't have let him drive me back to the hotel.