Grace opened her mouth, but for a moment, she found herself unable to respond.
The day they first met, she had felt Ed's intense emotions—love, hatred, longing, and sorrow. His complicated feelings had made her reluctant to hurt him, and step by step, she had lowered her defenses until they got into a relationship.
The more she got to know him, the more she felt for him, and the more she lowered her own boundaries.
"Ed."
Before she could even finish her sentence, Ed, unwilling to listen to her, grabbed her waist with an intense and forceful grip.
After it was over, Grace heard his hoarse voice.
"I don't want you to see me like this."
With that, he opened the car door, slammed it shut, and walked away.
Grace lay back in the seat, still feeling the sticky mess below. He hadn't even cleaned up after himself. It was clear that he was really angry.
She slowly sat up, her mind still swimming in the rush of emotions he had given her, unable to focus on anything else.
She reached for a tissue, quietly cleaning herself, and then began to understand his feelings.
Ed felt like he shared his loneliness, sadness, and unfulfilled longing with her. He expressed his struggles, feeling disconnected and loyal to something he couldn't fully believe in, as well as the emptiness he constantly felt.
Grace threw the tissue into the car's trash bin. She could understand him, but continuing like this was exhausting.
She decided to give him the cold shoulder for a few days. After all, adult relationships weren't just about love and romance. Besides, depending too much on someone was a frightening thing.
If she wasn't careful, she could end up destroying him.
With that thought in mind, she forced herself to get up, get home, wash up, and collapse into bed.
But that night, her sleep was restless. She dreamed of the hot spring pool in the dark, her body hanging on the man.
He whispered to her, asking if she knew who he was.
Through the mist, her face was flushed, glowing with a kind of irresistible beauty.
She didn't know what she said in the dream, but the man became suddenly agitated.
The night was chaotic.
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