"Love... is what I do alone."
For some reason, Abel's words and staring at his back brought this inexplicable pang in her heart. His tone was still light, but she felt bitter about it. Why? Why would his back look so sad after stating such remarks?
Why... did that single sentence sound so heartbreaking? Who... broke his heart?
Her eyes softened, watching him stop in his tracks. Abel slowly turned around and tilted his head to the side.
"Darling?" he called, blinking cluelessly. "Come?"
Abel frowned when she just stared at him with incomprehensible emotions in her eyes. He raised a hand, offering it to her.
"Indulge with me more," he requested, waiting for her to run to him and take his hand. But when she didn't move a muscle, a shallow breath slipped past his lips. Abel walked back and stopped when they were toe to toe.
