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And there, slumped against the sofa, was James, his eyes shut tight.
“James…”
Seeing him alive, real, the tears she had been holding back finally spilled over. Her eyes reddened as she moved closer, a desperate need to hold him overwhelming her.
“Lily?”
At the sound of her voice, James’s eyes snapped open. He was so intoxicated that night and day blurred together in his mind. Moreover, having witnessed that unrecognizable figure being devoured by sharks days ago, he had been certain she was gone forever. Now, to see her standing before him was almost impossible to believe.
He was convinced this must be a dream.
Even if it was, he thought, I have to hold her. I have to kiss her.
He missed her terribly.
This was the first time she had come to him-even if only in a dream-since she had been thrown from the cliff.
Now that he had finally found her here, he wished he could remain lost in this illusion forever.
Unlike Lily’s tentative steps, James sprang up from the sofa with the speed and grace of a cheetah, closing the distance between them in an instant and pulling her into a fierce embrace.
“Lily, why didn’t you come to me? Not even in my dreams…”
His voice was thick with sorrow and raw pain, a haunting sense of abandonment. “I’ve missed you so much… so much…”
Lily was left speechless.
Does he really think this is just a dream?
She returned his embrace, tightening her arms around him, and whispered softly, “James, this isn’t a dream. I’m truly alive. I’m back.”
“Lily…”
He gripped her even tighter.
He was clearly struggling to accept that this was real.
His voice cracked, hoarse with despair. “I don’t want to wake up… Please don’t leave me.”
Lily felt completely powerless.
She had already told him the truth-why was he still clinging to the idea that it was all a dream?
She tried again, her voice steady but gentle. “You’re not asleep. I’m never going to leave you again.”
“Lily…”
He stopped speaking of dreams and waking. Instead, he held her tighter and tighter, murmuring her name over and over, as if repeating it could somehow keep her here forever, ensuring they would never be torn apart again.
“James, you’re squeezing me too hard. Please, just loosen up a little…”
He was nearly crushing her.
Pinned against him with no space to breathe, his arms continued to contract with desperate intensity. Lily struggled to create some distance, but he wouldn’t relent. Instead, his burning lips found hers.
Her breath caught sharply.
Feeling the warmth of her lips, James’s body trembled slightly.
After a brief pause, he cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss-harder, more urgent, more desperate.
He kissed her as if drowning, clinging to the last breath of air.
His kiss was scorching, urgent, a wildfire blazing through her senses, instantly melting her thoughts into a haze.
It felt as if she were being pulled into a stormy sea, tossed by waves, on the verge of drowning.
But he gave her no chance to breathe.
She tried to pull back, but he pressed forward, trapping her completely, as if determined to consume her entirely in his flames.
“James, don’t… mmmph…”
She tried to protest, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he seized the moment to deepen the kiss even further.
His kiss was full of desperation and a frantic fear of loss, as if he needed to merge with her this very second.
“Lily, I looked for you for so long, so long…” James’s voice was hoarse and cracked with pain. “I couldn’t find you… Later… they all said you were dead. Even I knew you weren’t coming back.”
Lily felt like she was suffocating. She had wanted to push the wolf-like man away. But hearing his lost. agonized voice, her heart melted completely. She couldn’t bring herself to shove him away. She could only respond to his kiss, indulging him.
“James, I’m really alive. This isn’t a dream. Our babies and I are both fine. We will never leave you again…”
James’s eyelashes trembled, and tears streamed silently from his closed eyes.
He felt this dream was just too perfect. But the more perfect the dream, the more dead and barren his heart would be when he woke.
He didn’t know how to prolong it, so he could only kiss her more fiercely, more madly. It was as if by constantly tangling with her, staying this close, he could remain lost in this beautiful dream and never wake.
“Lily, I was too late. I couldn’t save you…”
James turned, lifting her by the waist and pressing her down onto the sofa.
He kissed her lips over and over, tirelessly, like a cornered wolf trying to hold on to the last shred of warmth and hope in its life.
His kiss changed from frantic and fierce to something gentle. He worshiped her, inch by inch, a careful, pleading quality to his touch, as if trying to beg her to stay.
“James, I’m really okay.”
Her heart ached for him. She touched his clearly thinner cheek and took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth. “I was saved. We can still be together for a long, long time.”
His body was still trembling with that desperate fear of loss.
It was clear that even hearing her voice, he believed none of it was real. The dream would still end. The warmth in his arms would still vanish…
“Lily, I want you…”
It seemed that only through total intimacy, a desperate physical connection, could he find a moment’s peace.
Even if it was self-deception, he wanted to feel her warmth.
His kiss suddenly turned fierce and rough again. His large, well-defined hands began to roam her body without restraint.
Lily was shocked by his words. She was pregnant. How could they…
Her clothes were no match for his grip.
In the moment she hesitated, her collar was torn open, and he was on her like a starving wolf, almost madly devouring her.
Her mind was reeling, but Lily still tried to push him away.
But then, her eyes fell on his left wrist, and she saw the deep, undeniable scar
He really did it!