Chapter 28 I Can Survive With This

• I've always been used to clarity. Something my parents has always given me. Whenever dad would go along the store to buy me some fresh strawberries from the country-side farm. He would always make sure it would happen, or when it wouldn't, he too, would also tell me.
• I've been showered with extreme love all my life, and I would never let anyone ruin that, especially not him. Strides as long as his legs, he marched to me with a stoic face. He always has this aura that would make him King if we were in the Medieval times. Something dark — like a shadow lurking behind him with every step he makes.
• It was always visible to me when we first met, but somehow, for some reason, it gradually became smaller, and smaller, and smaller, until I just couldn't feel it anymore. Then I realized that it was fear. It's not lurking around him but to me. I once feared him, and I am afraid of the void, which is him and his character, his voice, those deep brown orbs, and his scene. Every little thing about him once scared me.