章 184: The scars of yesterday

[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.]

With all that said and my heart out in the open, I had no other reason to lie. For these past three years, I lived in deception. I was never happy, and I was never alright. Even if I could find something to distract myself, I had always known it was never enough to unloved Hugo. 

That was proven now that I was in his arms. Hugo carried me to the bed without breaking our kiss, laying me down gently.

I hiccupped as I opened my eyes while he planted his palm on my rear. He smiled wearily, wiping the lingering tears from the corner of my eyes. 

"I shouldn't be happy when you're crying like this," he muttered, bending over until his weight blanketed me. "But I can't help it."

Once again, Hugo claimed my lips, and I basked in the warmth of his mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing my lips against his.