Abel's POV
As I hesitated to reveal the third and final request, my hands trembled and my voice quivered. To be honest, what I had dubbed the "last promise" was actuaost crucial and pressing desire I had been longing to express. I had saved it for last, but now my courage faltered, and I struggled to articulate the words. My heart raced as I contemplated uttering the request, fearing rejection and vulnerability. My gaze wavered, unable to meet hers directly, as I grappled with the anxiety of potentially overstepping boundaries. The weight of my emotions made me feel like I was coercing her, filling me with a sense of unease and self-doubt.
However, I wanted that promise badly. I wanted to be as close as possible to her before she would regain her memory. After the therapy issue and what
