Tracing the muscled frame of Carlisle's face sleeping peacefully, she cannot hold her tears. All they both wanted is to love each other with no one against it.
But why they can't have a grasp of a very simple desire their hearts wishing about? Instead, things get only complicates every time they work to be together.
Why does loving him is such a taboo? Marivella asked herself.
"I love you…" she whispered.
"In my next life, I promise to love you again. By then, I will fight for our love… but right now, I cannot choose you. I am sorry."
"Even how many times you distant yourself to me, over again, I won't stop chasing you," he murmurs over to her ears.
This time, her sobs replaced with wails. Carlisle wipes her tears and then kisses her lovingly, bringing back the heat between them.
