Dear Eddert - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Does this man really believe that she was her? Or does he want to believe?

“Walter.”

Hyemi called out to him in a slightly subdued voice.

“Yes.”

“How did Eden die?”

Walter hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth heavily.

“She was murdered.”

It wasn’t unexpected. Perhaps it was an unfortunate death. That’s why so many people must have tried their best to save her.

“Why did she die?”

“… I couldn’t protect you.”

A thick darkness fell on Walter’s face as he answered in a low voice. He looked at Eden who was asleep as if dead, and it was the night he remembered every day. If he could turn back time, he would make a different choice than before. He swore that if Eden would just open her eyes, he would live his life as her dog without being greedy.

“So you… bring her back to life? Because you couldn’t protect her? Because you were sorry…?”

Walter clenched and opened his fists as he watched her ask those questions to him. If only he had gone to Eden a little sooner. No. In the beginning, had it not been for him to say to his father that he wanted to be with her. If Valtri hadn’t scolded him and threw him in the barn. Would everything change? The price of sweet dreams was so desperate.

“It was Benedict’s job to save you. All I could do was wait by your side until you woke up.”

Walter swore tens of thousands of times by Eden’s side, who fell into a sleep like death. Reflecting on his foolish mistake for trying to go against fate, and regretting himself for having dared to be greedy for someone who could not be put in his side, he spent a bloody time.

“… Was it this… ?”

Hyemi looked at Walter and remembered what Benedict had said. Benedict disappeared, leaving the last words that he prepared her a gift. Perhaps the gift Benedict was talking about was this man. The problem was that she didn’t remember anything about him. Only one thing, except for his name.

“Walter.”

When she called him quietly, a soft resonance occurred in Hyemi’s mouth. It’s a name that she had never put in her mouth before, but what felt familiar might just be what the unconscious mind learned from the body.

“…….”

As the rock-like man had his mouth shut, an owl’s mournful cry could be heard from afar. In a quiet space where even the movement of the air could be felt, Walter put his shaky eyes on her.

Dark eyebrows wrinkled between his forehead. When the eyes, which she thought were only scary, were wet, Hyemi’s heart throbbed deep in her chest for no reason.

“Your relationship with Eden is… What was it?”

At Hyemi’s soft question, Walter bit his lower lip. His long, good-looking lips last night, when he was crazy and greedy for her body, she remembered it in her mind.

“Eden.”

His wide chest swelled as he stared at her. Watching him slowly rise from the floor, Hyemi wet her lips in tension. She wondered if he was offended by the off topic question and wanted to take her? Or was he trying to take her clothes off again? She’s nervous about everything.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Walter grabbed her hand and lowered his head slowly. Her body was completely obscured by the shadows created by his spacious body. Walter’s hands were thick and hot.

“Because I’m just trying to answer your questions.”

Blood rushed to Hyemi’s face. What was strange was her heart, which responded with a tingling sensation as soon as Walter came near.

“Please don’t come near me.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m scared.”

Her voice was hoarse. Dark brown eyes blazed, burning with longing and anguish at the same time.

“Were you afraid of me last night when you slept with me? You were not afraid of me at all.”

“That, that….”

Even Hyemi’s earlobes were burning red.

“If you can’t remember what happened last night, I can make you remember. Then you will know for sure whether you are still afraid of me or not.”

“I, I remember!”

Hyemi hurriedly opened her mouth to Walter, who was about to lay her on the bed at any moment.

“What?”

“I was tangled up with you like an animal all night long…. I remember that too.”

Walter raised his lips softly as he looked at her speaking with a reddened face. It must be her feelings that made his smile look sad.

“We’ve always been like that.”

“… Yes?”

Last night’s hot love affair was still vivid. As she recalled the sensations that touched every corner of her body, Hyemi felt a stinging heat on her cold body. His arms rested on the bed on which she was sitting. His face got closer.

“Once we start having s*x, it would be until dawn, it’s been a daily routine for you and me.”

A dense tension rose along with the man’s heavy weight. Her eyes widened in embarrassment, and as she stared at him speechless, Walter continued his relentless words in a husky voice.

“If I didn’t pour myself in you more than seven times, we wouldn’t be satisfied with each other. After we mingled until we were exhausted, we fell asleep intertwined. You tightened on my thing while you were sleeping, so I woke up from time to time and shoved into you like a beast in heat. But on the sleepless nights you and I choose, you never….”

After a moment’s pause, Walter’s broad chest swelled wildly and then regained its place.

[“Harder…. Walter…. Aahh…! You are mine. Huuh! Forever…. Ahhk…. Forever… !”]

“You never rejected me.”

Hyemi gulped and swallowed a gulp as she watched him whisper painfully towards her. It was an unbelievable story, but considering what happened last night, it wasn’t nonsense. Above all, the man’s serious face toward her was not lying.

“Right. Then….”

Gulp. Hyemi, nervous, swallowed a gulp and opened her mouth with an effort.

“You and I are… We were lovers.”

Not a normal one, but more like a pair of nasty ones. They must have been the ones who showed affection even in public places and made the lonely singles uncomfortable.

His face, with thick and clear lines, slanted, and slowly descended under her. Her pulse was beating at the same speed as the large hand, which wrapped around her face.

“Please answer me.”

Hyemi raised her head and looked into the man’s eyes who was breathing hot. Who was feeling this distant, comfortable, and pounding feeling that blooms from the depths of the heart? Was it Eden? Or was it her?

“Eden.”

His lips stopped within close contact and let out a small whisper. Hyemi opened her mouth, trying to hide her confusion.

“Eden and you… Did you love each other, Walter? Well. It was clear that it was.”

Hyemi seemed to be able to barely comprehend all the circumstances in the situation. If she really was Eden, then it explained why, far from rejecting Walter’s body, she rather welcomed him.

“Yes. I did.”

Walter whispered.