hapter 13
“Please, let him be safe.”
“If anything happens to him, I’ll die with him.”
That entry was from the day after the plane nearly crashed.
I couldn’t imagine how he wrote those words.
But as I read them, I remembered him–barefoot in his pajamas, running through the airport, searching for me.
Kian’s mother spoke again.
“There’s also a will in the safe.”
I turned to her in shock.
“He was afraid. He said life is unpredictable–plane crashes, car accidents, anything could happen.
“So, he hired a lawyer and wrote his will, leaving all his assets and savings to you. From the moment he fell for you, he never gave himself a way out.
“If you didn’t love him back, he would have spent his life alone. He won’t get married and have children. He would be all alone.”
My tears broke free.
A bittersweet ache swelled in my chest, overflowing with warmth, sorrow, and something so deep it made my whole being tremble.
It felt like my life had finally become whole like nothing else mattered anymore.
“His room is next door. Go see him.”
I turned immediately, but when I reached the door, I hesitated.
Taking a deep breath, I slowly pushed it open.
Kian wasn’t in bed.
He was standing by the window, staring outside.
He must have seen me arrive.
“You’re here?”
Before he could even turn around, I rushed forward and wrapped my arms tightly around his waist from behind. His body stiffened.
He lowered his head, his hands covering mine where they held onto him.
A faint tremble ran through him.
Then, I heard it–a quiet, almost imperceptible sound.
He was crying.
I turned him around, and the moment I saw his tear–streaked face, something inside me ached unbearably.
