Chapter 191:
After Sean departed, Norah remained in a trance, her mind struggling to return to the present. She lightly
brushed her neck, feeling the lingering wetness of his kiss.
Norah was puzzled. Was his kiss an assumption of her feelings? Did he ever stop to consider the possibility that
she might decline? His actions seemed recklessly bold.
Even so, Norah acknowledged that the recklessness was mutual, and somehow, it didn’t seem amiss to her.
Immersing herself in the bath, she plunged underwater, holding her breath with intensity until the urgent need
for air overwhelmed her.
Surfacing abruptly, she gasped for breath. “Whoosh!”
Clearing her face with her hands, her vision, once blurred by water, sharpened. Her mind shifted to Sean.
Should she say yes to Sean's advances? Sean had made a valid point. Her hesitation and her fear of
commitment were palpable. But it felt like no thad passed since her separation from Derek.
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However, she found herself easily swayed by Sean's presence or his words, pondering when affection had begun
to take root. Every tSean was around, her heart would race. In his absence, her thoughts would
subconsciously drift to him, filled with curiosity about his day. She would even wonder if he had already eaten.
She yearned to know every part of his life.
All these sentiments, kept secret from the world, weighed heavily on her. The prospect of entering a new
relationship so soon after her divorce, regardless of potential gossip, was a hurdle Norah found daunting.
However, there was something about Sean’s allure and mystery that captivated her. She found herself drawn to
every facet of him, eager to uncover the stories that shaped him.
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The day’s events, the quiet support, and the careful attention he had shown were exactly what she yearned for.
Maybe, just maybe, she should consider giving this a chance.
Norah did believe in love.
Growing up in a remote village, it was the generosity of the villagers that sustained her. But one couple, in
particular, had made a lasting impact on her.
In their thirties, the husband limped from an injury sustained in his youth during a logging accident, while the
wife had suffered a mishap with boiling water. This couple was known for their kindness, looking after the elderly
and children of the village, with Norah receiving a great deal of their affection.
Norah often fantasized that they were her own parents. Life as an orphan was harsh, and she longed for the
warmth of family love.
When bandits raided the village, the husband concealed Norah and his wife in a cupboard, confronting the
intruders alone to protect them and ultimately sacrificing his life in his courage. Even as he lay dying, his gaze
was filled with concern for them.
Huddled in the cupboard, the wife's tears cascaded down her face, deeply imprinting the moment on Norah's
heart.
The wife held a somber funeral for her husband, and under the cover of night, she drowned herself in the
village's river.
Following the villagers to the scene, Norah witnessed the tragic sight of the wife's lifeless body, bloated by the
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Reflecting on this, Norah wondered how one could choose such a path.
The wife could have lived a long and happy life, yet she relinquished it so readily.
With maturity, Norah cto understand that perhaps this was the essence of love. It was about the inability to
imagine life without the other, a bond so deep that their absence seemed futile.
Love, she realized, pledged fidelity even unto death.
Norah's thoughts often drifted back to her childhood, holding onto the hope that the couple found each other
again in the afterlife.
As Sean's proposal crossed her mind, she now had a clearer mindset. How could she ascertain if Sean was the
right match without taking the leap? Marriage, she reasoned, wasn’t a shackle but rather a declaration of love. It
wasn’t the end of love but its inception, a beginning rather than a conclusion.
Embracing this mindset, Norah found peace. Her reluctance to embrace a future with Sean stemmed from
wrestling with these fragmented insights. Now, in light of her reflections, they felt trivial.