Abigail finally woke up and realized she was lying inside a car. Her head throbbed with pain, her mouth felt dry, and her vision was slightly blurry. She blinked a few more times to bring her situation into clearer focus, and memories of what had happened before she blacked out began to flood back to her.
She sensed her hands tremble slightly as memories flooded back, but upon seeing the silhouette of that familiar figure seated in the driver's seat, her mounting panic and racing heartbeat inexplicably eased.
He sat there, his head resting against the headrest, eyes closed. She could never grow accustomed to the sheer flawlessness of his face. He resembled a jellyfish, gracefully radiating its own breathtaking luminance within the depths of an ocean. But should you dare to touch it... you'd be poisoned. Abigail found herself possessed by an inexplicable urge to reach out to this beautiful, enigmatic jellyfish, despite knowing that such an action might ultimately lead to her own demise.
As Abigail stared at him, she slowly recovered from her lightheadedness. It was outrageous but she momentarily forgot that horrific experience just by staring at him.
"Miss Lee…" he spoke without opening his eyes. "I hope you finally learned your lesson. I'm telling you one more time; someone like you doesn't belong in my world. You belong in your own peaceful paradise."
An unsettling sensation seemed to lodge in her throat as the words he had spoken before she lost consciousness echoed within her mind: 'I told you... you can't handle it...'
Abi's chin quivered subtly.
Her deepest yearning was simple: to fall in love. She wanted to experience uttering those three words – 'I love you' – to the man she loves. She yearned to understand the emotions those words would evoke before she dies. Was that really too much to ask?
Should she really give up now? Should she really just burrow herself back into her rabbit hole like a scared little bunny and return to living that safe, quiet little life she had been accustomed to? Should she simply sit still and wait for the day she ultimately departs from this world?
Just the thought of it made Abi's heart break. She had been a good girl. She had never asked for anything else. She never cursed any gods, got angry, nor did she ask why, of all people in the world, she had to be the one who got sick. She accepted everything and only wished for one thing…
Deep within her heart, an unyielding determination to not give up on him persistently burned. As if something in her was urging her to hold on. It was almost unbelievable but she thought that perhaps, this was fueled by the fear of living the remaining days of her life filled with regrets. Maybe she couldn't simply accept an ending overshadowed by unfulfilled wishes.
"Go home and stay there, Abigail. You've seen the outside world and there is nothing good out there," he continued.
"You're right. The world is not always a nice place… it can be scary…" she trailed off. Her voice weak, almost a whisper. "But I don't agree with you that there's nothing good out there."
Alexander finally looked at her, opened his mouth to speak, only to hold back when he saw the look in her eyes.
"Alexander…" she uttered his name. "Why did you come and save me?"
What followed Abi's question was a deafening silence.
What happened tonight rocked her world. It was terrifying. She never wanted to experience anything like that ever again. She finally understood why this man believed since the beginning that she couldn't handle it. Her actions and reactions tonight proved it even if she started to deny it now.
However, this man came and saved her. No matter what she said, no matter what she thought and no matter what she saw, this man came and saved her. This single act from him was enough for her to persevere and try to catch the balloon again. She decided to try again, one last time. If she couldn't get him to agree tonight, then she would stop, once and for all. She would accept that this was probably her fate.
"I think that there is something good out there…" she lifted her hand and gently poked the man's cheek. "You."
Alexander's lips parted in disbelief. He caught her wrist and held it as he closed his eyes and breathed deeply.
"Abigail, you don't know what you're saying," he said and then he moved closer to her. His eyes blazed again with ice cold fire as his fingers traced her jaw. "Didn't you see how much more dangerous I am than that man? I have and can still do far, far worse things than that. I have done things you can't even imagine, Abigail… Believe that."
"But you saved me."
"I did that out of impulse."
She ignored his words. Even if he was just being impulsive, he still saved her. And really? Out of impulse? Didn't he just acknowledge the fact that he had some good in him?
"I believe that I'll be fine out there, as long as I'm with you."
Alexander leaned back, now pinching the skin between his brows.
"You don't get it! I'm the one who's much more dangerous for you, Abigail." He gazed at her again. His eyes were still cold and filled with urgent, dangerous, warnings. "If you become my girlfriend… I might ruin you… In fact, I know I would. You don't know what I am capable of doing to you."
She swallowed.
"Why don't we try it then? How about you give me a month? If I really can't handle it, I will run away from you on my own."
Alexander let out an enchanting but chilling laugh before he shook his head in disbelief.
"Tell me, why me?"
"Because you're the most handsome man I have ever seen?"
He smirked. "There are tons of fish in the sea, Abigail. You're only saying that because you've never jumped into the ocean! I just happened to unknowingly jump out of the water right in front of you."
"I have seen my share of fish but you're right, you were the first one to jump out of the water and the first one I truly noticed. You're also the only one that has ever sparked something in me. I-I… can't explain it. I just have this feeling that we… that I…"
… will never find another man like you again for the rest of my life.
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Alexander's grip on the steering wheel tightened. A calculating expression flickered across his cold, intimidating eyes before another chuckle, filled with disbelief, escaped his lips.
"What a gutsy little lamb," he murmured aloud, then sighed, lifting his hand to run his elegantly long fingers through his hair.
"One month, huh…?" he leaned in on her and cupped her small face. "Abigail Lee, are you sure about this one month? Are you sure you don't want to start with small steps like a day or a week first?"
"I am very sure!" Abigail said without hesitation.
He appeared on the brink of shaking his head in disbelief once more, but then, he abruptly averted his gaze and stared out the window. Abi followed his line of sight, but she could see no one at the location he was fixated on; then again, the outside was shrouded in darkness. She returned her gaze back to him, only to find his expression once again encased in an icy chill.
"Fine. Do what you want." He gave in.
Abi blinked. This was totally unexpected. After rejecting her so fiercely before, he finally caved in. What?! Really? I heard him right, right? I didn't imagine that, right?
Radiant like a child who had at last recaptured her escaped balloon, Abi beamed, her eyes shimmering with unadulterated joy.
He had said it; given his word to her and that was that. He jumped out of the water and she caught him, or at least, he let himself be caught by her.
"Don't come crying to me afterwards…" he murmured as if he was more than certain that she would.
"I won't," Abi declared, lifting her hand like a girl scout reciting the preamble. Alex smirked, leisurely resting his head on his knuckles. The jellyfish seemed to be tired now from relentlessly swimming away from his persistent, vigorous and hell-bent little chaser.
"Uhm… where's the contract? I want to sign it now." Abi's big doe eyes looked at with excitement, rendering him speechless once again.
"Little lamb, why do I feel like you're treating this as an exciting field trip?"
"That's not it. I'm just afraid you'll change your mind."
His lips twitched. "So you actually do know that you can't trust people so easily, huh?"
"I just learned it a while ago at that bar." She shuddered when she remembered that man again but the sound of Alex's chuckle immediately pulled her thoughts away from that terrifying experience.
"Little lamb..." He sighed. "I really don't know how you survived in this world this long and not been broken or tainted yet."
Abigail ignored his words again. She instead held out her palm before him, silently asking for the contract.
Alexander stared at her palm. "Abigail, actually… I think what you need to sign isn't a contract."
She blinked.
"I think… it should be a waiver." He playfully smiled and she couldn't help but be mesmerized. "But we're not going to talk about that now. I'll give you time to come to terms with yourself one last time. You're still under the influence of alcohol, after all, little lamb."
Her eyes stretched wide.
"Don't worry, I already gave you my word."
Biting her lip, she reluctantly nodded.
He brought out his phone and typed something in it and then, Abi heard her phone beep.
"That's my address," he stated, his eyes probing once more as they locked onto her.
"I can come here once I'm prepared, right?"
"Yes. And one last thing for you to know, Abigail…" his voice switched yet again to a serious and firm tone that left no room for any doubt or any other possibility. He was suddenly more authoritative than his aura already suggested, causing Abi to swallow in anticipation.
"I require my girlfriend to live with me in my house," he continued, "so make sure to think about this properly, understand?"
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