Chapter 235
"Sophia..." Dexter was shaken by my self-harm, understanding it as a form of protest against those lurking in the shadows. Yet, he couldn’t bear to see me hurt.
He would rather I remain in amnesia than face the unbearable truth. At least I could have lived a carefree life then.
For all the years I had been without memory, Dexter had chosen to watch over me from a distance, enduring his own suffering to ensure I remained safe.
He kept himself hidden from me, dreading the idea of triggering memories that would plunge me back into a world of torment. His sole desire had been to protect me.
Even as I had found love elsewhere, he had kept his distance, silently bearing the heartache.
I could only imagine the anguish he felt as he witnessed the woman he loved forget him entirely and fall for another.
"Sophia... will you please look at me? I beg of you, please look at me," Dexter’s voice sounded distant as he pleaded for my attention, his tone trembling.
Looking into his eyes which were as deep and blue as the sea, I once wished to drown in them. For me, death wasn’t punishment but rather a release.
Unfortunately, it seemed I was cursed to be reborn after every death.
"Sophia." Dexter led me to the basement as soon as we arrived home.