"So much. I always yearned to dip my fingers in them from the moment I discovered them. Why are you so charming, huh, Mr Almeda?"
"Maybe because, I was made for you. God or fate, or whatever that bound us together, wouldn't have wanted a beautiful goddess like you to have an ugly man," he turns serious. "You are beautiful, Ellie. And I right this bond!"
Bound! Bond? What is the name of this bond? "Bond?" I implore.
"Mmh! I don't take it for granted that we met. That is why," he cups my face, making the familiar sense of adrenaline rush down my spine, "I want us to get to know each other more. I savor what we have so much, whatever it is. Will you give us a chance, Ellie Marrie Riccaford?"
His eyes are fixed on mine, pleading with me not to veto him. He looks so worriedly hopeful. To
