Ella shook her head, feeling like it was a blasphemy to even associate that word with this person.
"Adrian?"
"Yes?"
Ella cleared her throat and leaned forward, "Is there something you want?"
"You."
"_"
Ella blanked out for a moment before she spoke again, "No... I mean... Is there something you want from me?"
"Yes."
Ella blinked, "Oh? What do you want from me?"
"Everything of yours."
Ella: "_"
She looked at the man speechlessly, inwardly blaming herself for expecting a straightforward answer from him in the first place.
With a soft sigh, Ella leaned back on the headboard and reached out to stroke his hair, "This time... for how long do you want to stay here?"
Adrian opened his eyes and met her gaze, "Do you want to leave?"
Had it been before, Ella wouldn’t have batted an eyelid before saying ’yes’.
Staying in such a private place, alone with Adrian, with nothing to do and nowhere to go, she would feel nothing but suffocated.
Even now, the day was mostly uneventful. Ella was merely doing mundane stuff.
Also, Adrian was a man of few words. When she wasn’t talking, they were mostly silent.
But when she reflected upon it, Ella realized that it was not as bad.
And if she had to be honest then—
"I don’t want to leave."
When she did not get a response, she looked down at the man lying on her lap.
His eyes were closed and he was breathing evenly.
Who falls asleep without waiting for an answer to their question? Or did I take too much time thinking?
Ella sulked as she reached out and poked the tip of his nose gently.
’Tap tap’
’Hmm, feels good,’ Just as Ella moved her hand to do it again, the man stirred, his eyelashes moved.
Ella held her breath.
Adrian moved on her lap slightly, without waking up.
Ella heaved a sigh and adjusted a pillow behind her back.
As she leaned back on the pillow, her gaze landed on his bandaged wrists, and his visibly pale face.
’He is behaving like the past few days did not happen and he wasn’t sick. And it seems like he has always done it this way...’ Before she realized, she had already raised her hand to stroke his hair.
Looking at him, Ella couldn’t help but think, ’You did not seem to be willing to talk about it, so I did not push you. But one day... would you tell me what happened after I left Country A?’
That was a thought she did not linger on.
Adrian was like a bottomless pool.
Even with all the answers he gave her, there were a million questions left.
Tangled in her thought, Ella did not realize when she drifted off to sleep.
The pillow pressed against the headboard slipped and her head tilted back, about to hit the headboard.
But at that moment, a palm captured the back of her head.

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