She was stunned, then became a little flustered, âWhyâ¦why are you suddenly bringing this up?â
âIs it sudden?â He chuckled self-deprecatingly. âActually, itâs not sudden at all. Iâve thought about this question a thousand times.
in my mind, and Iâve also thought about countless answers you might give me. Itâs just that tonight, I suddenly wanted to ask it.â
After pausing for a moment, he continued, âKyla, I want to know your true thoughts, without any other factors, only based on your own heart. Do youâ¦want to be with me, Martin, from now on and always?â
When he asked this question, there was a hint of nervousness in his voice.
Yes, he is nervous, nervous about what her answer will be.
Kyla remained silent, slowly lowering her head, as if thinking about something.
Meanwhile, Martin stood by the bed, waiting for her answer.
Time passed by, second by second, between them.
But after waiting for a long time, she still didnât say a word.
A bitter expression gradually spread across his face.
Perhaps he shouldnât have asked this question, shouldnât have disrupted the current balance.
âOkay, letâs just forget I said anything. You go ahead and sleep, Iâll go wash up,â he said, turning to walk towards the bathroom.
But as he took a step, she suddenly grabbed his hand and said, âWait!â
His body stiffened, and his footsteps came to a halt.
He felt her warmth in the palm of his hand, and her voice ignited hope in his eyes.
âMartin, I also want to be with you from now on,â Kyla said.
Martin turned to look at her, âHave you thought it through?â
âYes, I have,â she lifted her head to meet his gaze, âI used to give up on you and think of many reasons not to be with you. I even thought that we would never have a result if we kept entangling like this. But now, my thoughts have changed.â
Taking a deep breath, she continued, âI think maybe itâs Valda and Brianâs experience that made me realize that the person I love is still alive in this world, and thatâs such a beautiful thing. Valda survived, but for Brian, it was also his survival. If Valda really died, Brian would only live a life worse than death, wouldnât he?â
As Kyla spoke, she raised a hand and gently stroked Martinâs cheek, âSo, after experiencing death, we can still live like this. Martin, I donât want to waste the time we have left. I want to cherish every day we have together. This way, even on the day we die, we wonât have any regrets.â
Her words flowed like a gentle stream into his ears, and he felt something surging in his chest, spreading throughout his body.
And her hand, touching his cheek, made him cherish this warmth.
This is⦠her warmth!