Dead things

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'Even if I have to die, I will accept it.

Just let me be yours That's it, I'm ready'

just fiction :)

A pretty face staring blankly at the bright lights outside the window of a posh restaurant. Before the ringtone that was set for a special person rang, calling to consciousness . . . 'Tha'

“What do you say? Have you finished your work yet?” She hurriedly answered the phone and hid her trembling voice. . . . She was afraid, afraid of the next sentence she would hear.

(There was a problem on the set. I'm sorry, Golf. . . I really can't go.) Do I have to believe you? .

His slender hand picked up a fine wine and took a sip before smiling as if he was filled with self-pity. The excellent meal that had always been the favorite of the person who had just hung up the phone was now being ignored and turned cold, just like her. Looking down at the watch on his wrist, he found that it was already close to midnight. . . .

Why wouldn't she know the reason why the other person couldn't come when there were so many pictures uploaded through?

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It made it clear that she had to be with that person.

The tall figure had been staring at the same page for over an hour. Even though the room was quiet, I couldn't understand a single sentence, no matter how many times I had talked about it. Even though there was no noise, she felt that the silence was a distraction. Even though I'm used to waiting for someone Why do you still find it difficult to accept at this time? .

Golf took his eyes off the book and got up as soon as he heard the sound of a car stopping in front of the house. She walked to the window and lifted up the curtains. The car was parked there for a while, but no one got out. She knew exactly who was in the car. . . and knew that the other person was the owner of the house who had arranged for her to meet.

Finally, Tha stepped out of the car and walked towards the gate with her boyfriend following along and delivering her to the front gate . . . Her beautiful face looked at the picture with a calm expression. The image of the person she loved with all her heart in someone else's embrace.

“I'm back,” Tha said as soon as he opened the door to the house. She took off her high heels first and put her bag on the table. The lights in the house were turned on so she didn't have to wonder who had turned them on. Because she gave Golf another set of spare keys to possess. So that tall people can enter and exit the house at any time.

“Wait a long time?” she asked, smiling as she approached the person who was rubbing their eyes sleepily. . . . They must have just woken up.

“What are you doing? Come back so late.” He reached out his hand and pulled her thin waist closer before hugging him. The other person's question caused some of her to pause for a moment before she raised her hand to gently stroke her jet-black hair. "Talking about work. . . . Are you upset?"

So . . . I just shook my head and forced a smile towards another person. If she had told the truth, she wouldn't have been hurt this badly and it would have been better. If you keep pretending to be stupid “Have you eaten anything yet?”

"Not yet. Golf, please make me something to eat. I'm really hungry," she lied. . . Actually, she just had dinner with her boyfriend and he just dropped her off just now. She didn't want to lie at all, but it was the only way to keep his tall figure with her. She may seem like a selfish person, but she can't tell Golf the truth. She's afraid... afraid that if she knows the truth, Golf will be angry and leave her.

I was quietly putting food on the plate without making a sound from the base until she came to a stop and stood behind me. The enticing scent of your perfume immediately shook my heart. Especially when a small hand slipped around my thin waist and wrapped it loosely. The small arms holding me made my face feel hot. . . . It might make me feel hot all over.

“I miss you the most. . ” But her voice accuses us of deceiving each other . . . I turn around and look into her eyes. He placed both hands on the bar counter. The eyes were as sweet and touching as the beautiful face that made me unable to move. . . . almost stopped breathing.

“We haven't seen each other for many days. Golf, don't you miss me at all?" I don't know if it was because of the sweet face or because of the pleading tone that made me reach out my hand and gently touch her face. "Between me and him. Who do you love more?”

Not a single answer came from the bright red lips. I was pulled by the collar of my shirt to bring our faces closer together. Besides not resisting, I held her body tightly until there was no space between them. Beautiful lips crushed as if to swallow and take over my everything. The kiss was so sweet, but it made me feel tortured, like my whole body was about to melt.

But even so, it is torture that I am always ready to accept. . . “Brother . . .”

Both Golf and I froze and immediately moved away from each other as if the sound of the phone was a bell ringing in our hearts. I looked at her face hesitantly before going to pick it up.

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that was placed on the table and picked up the phone. . . And that's when a cold expression appeared on the pretty face. A neutral expression that made my heart flutter. I want to tell you that I love only you. I love only you.

All this time, she just wanted to be near someone quietly, without expecting anything more than that. Never thought of finding an explanation or calling out the relationship between her and that woman. I just want to look at you and smile for you. . . I'm satisfied. She thought that until now . . . Some questions rose up in her heart and she couldn't make a decision.

Is it right for you to stay here? Is it appropriate that you are embracing someone who is known as someone else's lover?

'I love golf. One day everyone will understand us.' But a voice came out and hesitated. Because of one word of love, she is willing to stay in the shadow like this. Because of one word of love, she endured the torture even though she was able to walk away from it.

“Do you love me?” It was as if he was sleepwalking, but his soft question caused the person who was using his fingertips to curl his long, jet-black hair to stop. His sweet face looked up at the owner of the question and he smiled in response.

“I love you, I love golf only.” Do you really love only me? . . .

"Golf, do you love me?" I didn't answer but pulled her waist closer before hugging him tightly. A pair of sweet, beautiful eyes looked at me meaningfully. I held her gaze for a long time until she moved closer until her lips gently touched mine. Her free hand moved to rest on the nape of my neck. Before bending my beautiful face down to press my full lips onto hers more firmly. .

I forgot everything for a moment. It's not the first touch. But some things feel like the touch is like a drug. . . . I'm never bored in the slightest. The more you touch it, the more you want it more and more, with no signs of ever ending this desire. . . .

“. . .” Hot lips were touching me sweetly, deep to the core of my heart. The more I fall in love with you, the more I'm afraid . . . afraid that I'll lose you. Afraid of the truth that haunts us every day. . . if our truth is just a dream.

“No matter what happens You still love me, right?” Even if you know that your answer is a lie. But I still want to listen to it.

“Stupid girl, how can I stop loving you?” Tha muttered in a soft whisper. The hand that was wiping away my tears instead touched my face gently.

“Golf, do you trust me?” Tha asked, staring into my eyes with a look so deep that my heart fluttered. I could feel my heart beating irregularly as well as my breathing. . . It might have stopped.

Do you trust . . . trust a woman who only tells me lies?

“Of course I trust you.” Strangely enough, even though I knew she was a liar, I still trusted this woman. If love could truly make me blind, that would be great. I probably don't have to think about pictures of you and him as painful as right now.

We kissed again and again The more you touch me, the more I feel like I'm slowly sinking into the deep sea, as if there's no gravity. The words of love were told over and over again. Words of love that make your heart beat as fast as it will explode and cause your heart to stop the next minute you realize it was just a lie.

Whose fault is to be blamed? Since it was me who didn't dare let go of her hand... even if it was my death, I would accept it. Just let me be yours That's it, I'm ready.

His small hand searched for the phone that made a short sound next to the bed before he smiled as the tall figure tightened his embrace in response to the warmth. . . . The screen of a luxury phone appears with a message waiting to be read by the owner of the device.

'Are you asleep yet? Sweet dreams, Brother Rak Than'. A short message that creates quite a bit of discomfort and guilt. She secretly sighed softly because she was afraid that the person still hugging her from behind would wake up. His small hand hurriedly typed a message back. There was only a moment's pause, but she finally pressed send. . . . 'I love you, too.'

Who should I feel sorry for?

After being gone for a long time, he came back with one shot.

Read together to relieve stress. (Or more stressed than before) Let's go first.

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