Resent Reject Regret by Aqua Summers novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224 Let Me Be Your Eyes

Deirdre wanted to return to the familiar sanctuary of his car, but Brendan threw his arms around her waist from behind, stopping her.

She suddenly felt deeply defeated.

His hands inched slowly to her own until, finally, he was holding them. “Then let me bridge that gap for you today. Let me be your eyes! You can’t see anything while on a Ferris wheel, so I’ll describe it all for you. You won’t be able to see the world blurring as you ride a roller-coaster, but you could still feel it-the climb, the plunge, the roll, the turn, the thrill. Just because you’ve lost your eyes, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost the hope to live, Deirdre. Please… trust me.”

‘Trust me,’

It was a soft request, but somehow, it deafened the sea of cheers and joy around her. Her thoughts unraveled at the sound of it.

Brendan led her slowly inside, one step at a time. The amusement park was one of his many investments, but he forewent any priority privilege he should have had and joined the line as patiently as he could When they finally stepped into an unknown enclosed room, she heard him explain, “We’re now in a Ferris wheel carriage.”

Deirdre was so nervous that her palms were clammy with sweat. She pressed her hands against the glass and the room began to move upward slowly. Brendan leaned close to her ear and explained, “I was worried that we might not have enough time for our trip, so I brought you here a little sooner than the most opportune time. It’s even prettier in the night, when the lights are lit…”

His fingers-always so chilling to the touch-moved to Deirdre’s hand and latched onto it, moving her fingers to graze the glass window. There. That’s the carousel. It’s the center of the park-everything else. fans out from it like planets around the sun. It’s a very crowded day today.

“There! This is where we’re going to head to next. To the roller-coaster.”

He described everything, right down to their relative locations. Deirdre could not stop her imagination from weaving a world in her mind’s eye.

It was not until the very end of the Ferris wheel ride that she noticed how close Brendan’s face was to hers. They were practically only a few millimeters away from touching each other, so she could feel the heat of his skin and his rhythmic breaths beating down on her face if she turned her head a little.

She turned forward hastily. “W-We should move.”

Brendan watched her back, his eyes softening. He picked up the pace and took her hand.