Raegan stood, stunned by his response. As her emotions settled, she realized his gaze upon her held a hint of derision, as though she were some lunatic.
Yet, he made no move to resist as she embraced him. His lips twisted with a trace of disdain. “There’s a certain allure to beauty illuminated by Lamplight. If you wish to hear something, I can oblige.”
Though Raegan attempted to speak, her lips felt as if they were sealed shut, rendering her voiceless.
Mitchel’s gaze at Raegan seemed to suggest she was unhinged. He spoke casually. “My mother is still recovering from illness. I simply pushed the child aside without much thought. I hadn’t anticipated such a convoluted emotional entanglement from your end. It’s a pity you’re not a writer.”
Mitchel’s gaze felt like a sharp knife, cutting through Raegan’s consciousness, leaving her trembling fingertips tightly clutching her shirt.
“The embrace is even more absurd. I did embrace someone, but it was plain for anyone to see whom I embraced.” Mitchel’s intense, dark gaze swept over Raegan briefly, and he remarked casually, “You
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appear unwell. Did you have a restless night, imagining things?”
Though it seemed like a gesture of concern, it was actually more of an insinuation that Raegan’s mental state was unstable and she might be experiencing hallucinations.
Mitchel carefully disengaged Raegan’s tightly gripped hand from around his waist, applying pressure that caused her discomfort and pain. Then, he said word by word, his words humiliating, “Miss Foster, emotions can be fresh and expired. Is it truly so challenging to end a relationship respectfully without causing distress to others?”
Raegan’s hand throbbed with pain from being pried away, and her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. Part of her urged resilience, pushing her to try to see things from Mitchel’s perspective. Maybe what he was going through was even more challenging and incomprehensible than her own struggles.
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Yet, doubts gnawed at her, whispering that if his love had faded, she should accept it without misunderstanding or becoming a source of ridicule or burden to others.
In the end, Raegan resolved to summon courage once more, clinging to hope like a drowning person clutching at a lone straw. She refused to give up easily.
As Mitchel was poised to enter the car, Raegan seized his arm and spoke with unwavering determination. “Mitchel, I want you to swear to the Gods that you mean every word you say to me.”
A flicker of impatience crossed Mitchel’s eyes, suggesting he found her approach immature.
Raegan acknowledged her own childishness, yet she believed this to be the most direct path to clarity. “Swear that you truly no Longer love me. If it’s a falsehood…”
Her gaze met Mitchel’s cold, unfeeling countenance, and she pronounced each word deliberately. “Then I’ll rot in hell!”
The curse carried a sharp edge. Understanding Mitchel deeply, Raegan believed this tactic would compel him to reveal his true emotions.
She held his gaze unwaveringly, unwilling to miss any nuance or hint.
“Once you swear, I’ll never trouble you again.”
Mitchel pursed his lips tightly and fell into silence. Despite having wounded her with words moments ago, he now found himself unable to speak.
Raegan sensed a glimmer of hope. Clutching his arm tightly and keeping her gaze locked on his face, she repeated, “Mitchel, just swear!”
Mitchel remained unresponsive, his expression unchanged and devoid of emotion.
In contrast to his calm demeanor, Raegan’s persistence verged on desperation. She continued to grip his arm, pushing him relentlessly.
“Mitchel, swear!”
She didn’t want to become the person who forced herself upon others.