Chapter 138-mark

Karl pov

My voice came out hoarse, and after taking a deep breath, I looked up at the ceiling, pulling off the clothes from my body.

For a moment, the white hoodie covered my entire face. When I pulled the shirt down, my eye sockets were as wet as if I were begging.

I really wanted a simple answer.

Can you say you like me?

Can you love me?

Can you give me a little sense of security?

I lowered my head, not looking at her, silently undoing the belt around my hips. The veins on my arms bulged and meandered, reaching down along the slender joints like bamboo bones. I pinched the drawstring with my fingertips, pulled it, but didn't continue the motion.

Cecilia sat up, speaking slowly, "When Bruno spoke up for the first time, I had already told him that it was over."

"I just thought he was joking."

"I told him I've always been with you."

I looked up, listening to her continue.