Chapter 35 : Forgiveness.
Renji stood in the hallway, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched Yuuta disappear around the corner. The silence that followed her departure was deafening, punctuated only by the sound of his own ragged breaths. Guilt gnawed at his insides, twisting like a knife with every beat of his heart. How could he have let things come to this? How could he have hurt the woman he loved so deeply?
Memories flooded his mind, each one a painful reminder of the choices he had made—the late-night arguments, the tear-stained apologies, the whispered promises of forever. He had thought he was doing the right thing, that leaving Yuuta would spare her from the darkness that threatened to consume him, but now he realized that he had only succeeded in pushing her further away.
He didn't want his[ past] to go after yuuta and affect her in any way. So he went back to his [Past] and destroyed everyone and everything that was related to his past. Although he couldn't find the last piece of [Paper] that had his past written in it. He still stayed there , tried all his might , using every single resource he had to search for that last piece of [Paper] but was unable to do so. So he stopped searching and came back.
To the person he loved. To the person he cried to , to the person whom he cooked food for , to the person whom he can call [Home]. But did he expect her to act like this?
Yes he did but not to this extent.
But he needed to do anything–everything in his power to get her back. He is back and he wants her. He wants her to save him from the endless [ Darkness] that kept on consuming him. He needed her for both calm and light. She was the light in his life.
In his life he grew up in slums , he knew more than anyone that love is something that is hard to find.
Love is the most precious diamond that can easily be made and broken. But it can't be repaired. It's almost impossible.
But he had to try.
So he walked towards Yuuta's room and stood behind the door. The object that was separating the two of them.
Renji stood in front of Yuuta's doorstep, his heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. He had replayed this moment over and over in his mind, but now that it was finally here, he found himself at a loss for words.
With a heavy sigh, Renji ran a hand through his hair, frustration bubbling up inside him like a volcano on the brink of eruption. He had to find a way to make things right, to bridge the chasm that now yawned between them, but he had no idea where to begin.
He knew something needed to be done here. So ,Taking a deep breath, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, the sound echoing through the empty hallway like a drumbeat of hope. Seconds stretched into eternity as he waited, his heart racing with every passing moment.
He tried again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Again.
He kept on trying. Kept on knocking on her door.
And then, finally, the door creaked open, revealing Yuuta's tear-stained face. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her, her eyes red-rimmed and swollen with emotion, her lips trembling with unspoken words
"Renji..." she whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart.
"Yuuta," he replied, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for everything.Please forgive me..."
For a moment, they stood there, locked in a gaze that spoke volumes—years of pain and longing, of regret and forgiveness. And then, without a word, Yuuta stepped forward and enveloped him in a hug, her warmth and balm to his wounded soul.
"I... can't.." the words came out , hitting renji in his heart , "I just... can't bring myself to forgive you...I just can't.."
"I will do anything.." he said as yuuta looked at him in the eyes , "I...beg for forgiveness....I will get on my knees..." he said as he actually got on his knees.
She knew–yuuta knew that renji isn't the type of guy to get on his knees. He would break someone else's if they tried to do so to him. He was an egotistical guy. He was handsome , smart so there was no reason for him to bow down to anyone. So she knew it–knew that he really was sorry.
It felt like an impossible bridge for yuuta to not forgive him. The most egotistical man she knew was on his knees–begging for forgiveness.
"I forgive you.." the words came out of Yuuta's mouth before she can process what she said , she looked at him, rather looking down on him , "I forgive you but you must do something. Or rather promise me something."
He smiled and nodded his head.
"First to never leave me. Second, tell me the reason why you left me. Does that sound good?"
"Sure sounds good. So what do you say? Want to have some fun?"
He said while grinning at her.
"Nope." she dismissed his wish , as he made a puppy face , " only after we marry each othe-!" before she can continue he left , running towards the living room.
After a few seconds he came back , with some papers or documents.
"What's this?" she asked while looking at the papers.
" Marriage certificate," he said as yuuta looked at him with wide eyes , her eyes looked as if they would fall out of their socket, " Let's sign it and then we are married. How does that sound?"
Her mouth was separated , forming a '0' . She saying that she was shocked and didn't expect him to be like this. Before he was like a cool cat but now he is like a golden retriever.
"So you won't?"
She shakes her head , saying no,"How can I say no?" her mouth and body did different works but they matched quite well.
"Then here." he said and handed her a pen which she used to put her signature on the paper while doing so she noticed that there was already a signature which belonged to renji. Now she understood.
'He...was manipulating me...'
She finally reached the conclusion. Till now he was quilt tripping her. Making her sign this paper and finally having her for himself.
"Shall we?" he leaned towards her , with a wicked smile . Making her forget about the fact that she was just being manipulated a few minutes ago.
"Sure." she said ,"But do you have any protection?"
"Why say protection?" he asked , "Just say condoms , not like anyone is watching us."
"Yea yea." she said while rolling her eyes , "well how do you want to start this?" she asked.
"The typical style." he said with a grin and leaned in. He grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.