Chapter 7
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Maya’s POV
The dizziness I felt earlier seemed to disappear after what happened inside the car.
He invited me to get some soup at a restaurant nearby.
There weren’t many people in the parking area… which was a good thing. At least no one saw what we did.
I fixed my clothes first before agreeing to go with him.
“Do you want soup again?” he asked.
“No… just coffee for me.”
He went to order while I stayed behind, watching him.
What is he feeling right now…?
Do we really love each other?
Or did I just get carried away by the moment…?
Levi’s POV
She quietly drank her coffee, avoiding my gaze.
I reached for her hand.
“Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah…”
She quickly pulled her hand away and grabbed her phone.
“Let’s hurry… it’s already 2 AM,” she said after checking the time.
Maybe she’s just like me…
Still unable to forget what happened earlier.
When I finished my order, we left right away.
I drove again and took her straight home.
She opened the garage gate herself since everyone inside was probably asleep.
I drove the car in.
She extended her hand, asking for the keys.
I gave them to her.
We looked at each other.
She was about to say something—
But I kissed her.
She didn’t resist.
And the worst part…
The hunger inside me still wasn’t satisfied.
I wrapped my arms around her, our lips still pressed together.
“L-Levi… wait…”
She pulled away slightly.
I turned her around, pressing her against the front of her car.
“Stop… that’s enough… someone might see us…” she whispered.
“Shh… I’m sorry, Maya… I still want you… just for a moment… please…”
I quickly pulled down her pants and underwear, bringing out the part of me that still craved her.
I touched her, and when I felt she was still slightly wet, I didn’t hesitate.
“Uhm… Levi…”
She pleaded softly as she felt me enter her again.
“Just for a moment… I promise…”
“Uhh…”
I moved again, as if I hadn’t already had her twice earlier.
I don’t even know why I was this desperate—
Like I didn’t want this moment to end.
“I-I’m sorry… you just feel too good…” I said as I thrust into her.
She covered her mouth to keep from making too much noise.
“I-it’ll be quick… I’m close, Maya… I’m close… uhh…”
I thrust deeply one last time, holding her tightly from behind.
After catching my breath, I pulled out.
I fixed my clothes—and hers too.
“Thank you… my love,” I said softly.
“Just go…”
She walked me to the gate.
“Maya… are you mad?”
“Just leave… please… before someone wakes up…”
Her voice was quiet, but I could feel something was wrong.
“O-okay…”
I walked away.
She closed the gate behind me and went inside.
Was she mad?
Did I go too far?
After That
I kept texting her almost every day.
“Are you okay?”
“Are you still mad at me?”
“Maya, please reply…”
“I miss you…”
“I’m sorry for what I did…”
But she never replied.
I tried calling her—but she would end the call immediately.
And now… I think she blocked my number.
When I told her “I love you”…
I don’t even know why I said it.
But I know—
Deep inside…
I meant it.
And if I ever get the chance to be with her again…
To laugh with her like we used to…
I want to say those words to her again.
It’s been so long since I last felt this way.
Aside from my wife…
She’s the only one who made me feel the meaning of “I love you” again.
I know it’s wrong.
But I want to be with her…
So badly.
Flashback — 11 Years Ago
When I woke up, she was no longer beside me.
I got up—her things were gone too.
I grabbed my phone. It was only 6 AM.
I called her. She answered right away.
“Where are you?”
“I’m already home… I borrowed your P.E. shirt. I’ll return it at school.”
“Why did you leave so suddenly?”
“Uhm… I didn’t want to disturb your sleep. Sorry… I’ll rest first.”
“Ah… okay… wait—!”
I stopped her before she could hang up.
“What?”
“Thank you… and I love you, Maya.”
She didn’t respond.
She just ended the call.
I was scared.
What if she distanced herself because of what happened?
I waited for our next class day.
I hoped she would still acknowledge me.
“Maya… I’m sorry…”
She turned to me…
And smiled.
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