Chapter 12

All he believed I had forgotten. Tsk, I really, can forget. Of course, this day is significant to both him and me.

He walked over to me and gave me several vigorous kisses, saying angrily, "I thought you forgot!"

Wait, the cake might fall.

He placed the cake on the tiny table after taking it. When he dragged my hand into the room, I just chuckled.

"Daren, I still have a job."

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The sunlight made me blind. I didn't realize that my tears were dripping until I massaged my eyes and felt that it was wet.

Is that dream to blame? No, Elyse; it's your past, not a dream. What makes you think of that?

I stood up as I shook. I moved in front of the window and unlocked it.

"Woah," I exclaimed, simply in awe of the breathtaking scenery. I merely grin at the trees I see all around and say, "It's pleasant here, especially in the morning."

At night, they are spooky to look at, but in the morning, they are lovely, like an enchanted garden.

Funny, I feel like Rapunzel of it.

I suddenly remembered when I first met Daren. I was only 15 years old then and he was too, he was only 3 months older than me.

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(Flashback)

14 years ago

"Elyse! Elyse!"

My student, who was coming towards me out of breath, replied, "Huh why?"

I'm currently in the backstage area; the performance is about to begin. I'm Rapunzel, how funny is that? And I had at least one princess experience.

He responded in astonishment, still smearing perspiration on his forehead and neck, "Because Theo isn't here, he suddenly got unwell so he left home."

Who will be my prince and what are we going to do?

We must do this play in order to receive credit for it in the Mapeh subject; otherwise, we won't.

"Perhaps we have friends who want to fill Theo's spot?"

The annoyed look on his face said, "I've been asking, the sh*ts have been pleading, they claim it's embarrassing and they don't seem to know how to act."

It's only going to take the prince five minutes to say and do it, after all.

Our female classmate announced. "Hey! The Energetic section is next. You'll have to get ready."

I climbed the stairs as it began a short while later. It was surrounded by Rapunzel's home.

My classmates, who were remained backstage, were now peering at me, making me uncomfortable to look at them. What a bad question I have, "What will I do?"

I was following my script, and I believed that no prince would ever appear. I questioned why he wasn't one of my classmates and instead was a different man.

"Can you accompany me there?"

"I'll use my hair, of course," I said, removing my long hair, which isn't accurate.

We did a good job of finishing our performance, which allowed me—the group's leader—to breathe better.

"Hey!" I said as I turned to face the person who had once been a prince.

"Hey?"

He walked over to me and said, "Ah, what's your name?"

"Hello, I'm Elyse Marie," she said.

I grinned and extended my hand.

It also said, "Hello, I'm Daren." And extended a hand. As the two of us stared at one other, I thought I sensed electricity.

We both felt uneasy at that moment because after a few minutes of staring at one other, my classmates noticed and began making fun of us.

(End of flashback)

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It's great since we always converse and eat together after that day.

Embarrassingly, I was disgusted with myself. "What the? What is it, Elyse! Wake up! Why do you always remember him huh, that's why you can't forget him eh!

I just walked out of the room to begin cleaning and cooking. Sir Xander appears to still be asleep even though I've accomplished all the tasks I needed to do at home.

I considered going to his room and arousing him. I knocked but no one answered, and I kept knocking but to no avail. Are you still asleep, Sir Xander?

I yelled at him to get up, "Sir, wake up! It's morning! It's midday! It's almost night!" but he was still asleep.

Is he dozing off or simply refusing to respond as he did yesterday?

He's still asleep, what time is it? Does he has culinary skills? Considering that he is the only person present, he must prepare the meal. Maybe he just placed an order. It's frightening to think that you might get lost and be unable to find your way back, so I'm confident nobody will come here.

I keep knocking, my foot needs to be standing here because no one has opened the door until now. "Sir Xander let's eat! I'm starving!"

In case it wasn't locked, I tried turning the doorknob, and sure enough, it was unlocked! Do you hear me knocking? I can walk in and shake his shoulder and then strangle him to rouse him up.

I entered the room slowly after opening the door slowly. He was only wearing boxer shorts when I caught him sleeping on his bed.

I simultaneously cover both of my eyes and say, "Oh, my unvirgin eyes."

The actions I was taking had me feeling unsettled.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and gently walked over to him.

I'm new here, so why do I feel connected? Elyse, it's okay; just get used to it; that's simply who you are.

I took a look around his room, and everything seemed fine. The size was fine, and the paint was still black.

I looked at Sir Xander who was now still asleep and thought to myself, "Hey, what type of house is this, the house of the black demon?"

My kid, who is like that while she sleeps, always comes to mind. The slightly wide mouth and the adorable yet reserved expression.

Even though it's only been a day, I already miss my daughter. Yes, we did see each other yesterday, but that didn't satisfy me. I want to go home and give her a big embrace. Even though I had a busy day at work, I made sure to visit her for at least an hour before letting her go.

I acknowledge to myself that I miss Daren as well as my daughter.

"I wouldn't force you if you had just previously told me that you didn't love me! Keep in mind that if you go, I won't chase you as a dog would! I don't care how long we've been in a relationship or how long we've loved one another—I don't want to be a fool in front of someone like you! "

"Okay, then let's break off!"

Everything you said, Elyse, is correct; you're even more correct that you are a human, not a dog to chase him. Okay? You deserve someone better, or perhaps there isn't a man for me.

I gave Sir Xander's shoulder a shake to get him awake. Wake up, sir! It's nighttime.

"You stupid, it's morning."

I yelled fiercely, "I know-wait! You're already awake!" It slowly opened its eyes and turned to face me.

I yelled, "Get up master, let's eat, I've already cooked," but all it did was stare at me intently. Does he not seem to be hungry? Is he actually a person?

He was going to close his eyes when I punched him in the behind, widening them instead. "What, sir? Aren't you up yet, huh?"

I closed my mouth because he suddenly stood up and looked at my eyes. "Hey, I said get up!! You're really annoying, I'm going to report you to your mommy! You're so old but your is acting like you are a child, you should know how to stand up on your own—"

I moved backward as he took a cautious stride. Is it similar to yesterday's actions? But now that he's sporting boxer shorts and I'm not wearing a bra, things are different. What?? I didn't have on a bra!

Oh, what's going on there? He never even gave it a thought?

I didn't know he was cornering me, he just stated, "I don't like noisy stuff," and he walked out.

What? What loud noises? Am I crazy, huh? He's terrible, I'm a human, maybe he's not in shape.

Although I was supposed to be following him, I saw that his cabinet was open and what appeared to be a rifle. I was about to investigate further when I heard what sounded like something breaking, so I hurried out of the room and into the kitchen.

I seem concerned as I ask, "Sir, what happened?!" I observed him merely gazing at the shattered glass on the ground.

I walked over to him and patted his shoulder. I was shocked when he abruptly gave me a firm hug, and I briefly lost consciousness as a result of what he did.

"Sir?" Why am I now anxious, is he alright? What happened just now?

I pushed him firmly to see if he was sobbing and to confirm my suspicions after hearing him sob, which made me more concerned. He isn't capable of crying, is he? He's been with me for only a short while, yet his expression is really serious.

I reached out and grasped both of his shoulders in an attempt to pull him away from me, but I had to stop when he abruptly said, "hey, sir."

"Don't..."

"... move"

We've been doing this for a while, and my foot is starting to hurt; I don't know why I did what he said. I hope he feels the same. Aren't you going to let me go?

He didn't respond. I guess I can come up with a means for him to let me leave.

I raised both of my hands and set them on his shoulders. I then slowly extended my hands down to his waist and up to his neck.

It commanded me to stop, so I chuckled slightly. He might have found what I was doing amusing.

I said, "Awww, sir! It's lovely to hug you!" and gave him a very close hug; I thought he had taken his hands off of me.

He cried out, "F**k! Let me go!" and I had to pull my two hands out from around his waist.

I tightened my hold on him and he pushed me even harder, saying, "You want a hug, don't you? I'm giving you this, don't you?" You decide if you want it, in which case I will give it to you. I don't mind if we remain in this state for an additional hour!

Actually, I enjoy hugging him. Currently, he might be my lover if he weren't asexual! I'm kidding, I don't like him! Why? Nothing.

He said, "Let go," with seriousness, so I quit, but I don't intend to quit because I'm incapable of doing it. I tickled him on the waist, but I couldn't even make out a smile on his face. Instead, he was staring at me intently, as if to say, "What the f**k are you doing? '

I brushed my inquiry off, "Okay, you don't have a tickle in your waist."

He pulled my hand in his direction so that he could touch my waist, which surprised me. I swallowed as if I knew what he was going to do. I laughed when he tickled me, and I laughed even harder at him because his face was still serious even though my laughter was too loud. "W-Wait, there's nothing— sh*t! Hahaha, w-what!!!"

He was on top of me when we both fell down, but because it was tickling, my knee was losing strength, throwing me off balance.

Because our faces were closed yesterday in the car, we could still kiss a few miles away.