CHAPTER 527
Chapter 527 Something’s Weighing On Your Mind
It was as if Kyran had something he wanted to say… holds this content.
Deirdre closed her eyes. Maybe she was overthinking it because she was pretty tired too. If Kyran had anything he wanted to tell her, he would just say so. There was no reason for secrets between the two of them at this stage of their relationship.
Deirdre slept soundly.
A long, long while later, her bedroom door creaked open.
A man snuck inside from that little crack, his movement featherlight and careful, to avoid waking up the young woman. He took his seat near her bed.
Moonlight sprayed into her room through her window and drenched her. Her skin was clear, like the surface of a silvery lake. As he studied her, her eyes gleamed with hunger while his lips curled into a shadow of a smile.
That was until, suddenly, the smile died.
It was as if someone had sucked away every oxygen in his lungs, and now his ribcage and its fleshy co ntents were imploding. His face paled, he knelt a little forward, and his eyes rested on the young woma n’s abdomen. Her blanket covered it.
An uncontrollable urge sprung out from the depth of his mind and animated his hand into pulling the blanket away. His trembling fingertip traced invisible circles on the exposed abdom en.
He and Deirdre’s child used to be in there.
If that kid had lived… The man would have someone to call him ‘dad‘. The kid could have grown up in a happy family– the best childhood they could ever have.
Yet, he killed it before any of that possibility was even given time to take shape. Then, as though his sin was not great enough, he bl amed it all on Deirdre. He skewered her over her supposed abandonment of their child and vilified her for failing to protect them.
Brendan Brighthall deserved to burn in hell.
“Kyran?”
The woman’s voice broke his train of thought. Kyran froze and raised his head instinctively. The young woman was staring at him groggily as his hand rested on her abdomen.
“What are you doing?” she asked, her confusion audible. Sleep colored her enunciation.
Kyran retracted his hand as though he had just touched something hot. “I–I can explain!”
He could not explain.
Deirdre suddenly laughed and held his hands in hers. “I get it. You’re hungry! I knew you’d be hungry if you skipped a meal! Come on. I’ll reheat dinner for you.”
She trusted him. She trusted him so much that the fact that he had suddenly appeared in her room did not ring any of her alarms.
For some reason, that unconditional trust weighed on Kyran’s heart even more heavily. “No, I’m fine.”
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” It finally occurred to Deirdre that something was not right with Kyran. Sitting up, she asked, “Hey, is something weighing on your mind?”
Chapter 52105mething’s Weighing On Your Mind
Kyran looked at her and felt a sting in his throat. He hummed. “Yeah. There’s one.”
Deirdre was alarmed. “Is it about Mr. King, or-”
“Me.”
“It’s about you?”
“I did something unforgivable when I was younger.”
She was stunned. Kyran was capable of committing mistakes?
“What… did you do?”
“I can’t tell you now exactly what it was, but believe me, it was the stupidest mistake I’ve ever made in m
“That sounds very serious,” Deirdre replied pensively. “Did you hurt that person?”
“Yeah. Deeply.”
“That’s very, very serious. If you accidentally hurt someone over something, then that something couldn
He gazed deeply into her eyes. “What if they don’t accept it?”
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“Well, it’s not that surprising, isn’t it? After all, you’re the one at fault, so I guess… All you can do is to ma that don’t repulse them.”
He pulled her into his arms. Her scent kicked up a storm of feelings, so he rested his head on her shoulder and took a deep breath. “Thanks.”
She laughed. “For what? I didn’t do anything. Hungry?”
Kyran was so hungry that his stomach was aching, but he had no appetite. “I don’t feel like eating,” he s
“That’s not a good reason not to have a few bites. You weren’t able to have lunch, and then I didn’t call f dinner because I thought you needed some rest.”