Chapter 63: Promises Should Be Broken


    A few minutes had passed, and Kiro was still eating the food I brought. I couldn''t help but keep


    staring at him, excitement bubbling inside me to confess that I am pregnant, but I knew I had to


    stick to our n and surprise him properly.


    "Why are you staring at me, Lyka? I know, I''m handsome, but... you know," he remarked with a


    yful grin. I couldn''t help butugh heartily, pretending to be unimpressed by his self-assessment.


    "Tss, you must be kidding," I retorted with a mock serious expression.


    He shrugged, "I asked you if you want to eat, but you replied you''re not, yet here you are staring at


    my food. Do you want to eat? Eat with me."


    Argh, he''s trying to lure me into sharing his meal again. I shook my head firmly. "I don''t want to. I


    already ate. Come on! You should eat faster; we need to celebrate the day together!" I eximed,


    eager to get to the surprise part of the day.


    "Hmm, sounds nice. Okay okay," he replied with a smile. I watched him finish his meal, and amidst


    the excitement of his birthday and my impending confession, there was still something else that


    excited me.


    He had promised to show me what''s inside the rectangr box, presumably containing Lily''s


    belongings. It might be painful for him to open that box, but I was eager to support him and learn


    more about histe lover, Lily.


    My mind wandered as I thought about Joday and Miss Linda. I hoped they were decorating well for


    the surprise party. I felt a little guilty about not being there to help, but I trusted that they could


    handle it. After all, Kiro''s surprise was our main focus right now.


    Finally, Kiro finished eating and automatically ced his tes in the sink. I decided to sit on one of


    the sofas in his room while he joined me and surprised me with an embrace. I smiled at our


    closeness, feeling his warmth andfort.


    "Happy birthday, you''re old now..." I teased yfully, apanied byughter.


    "I''m old, huh?" he asked, sounding serious. For some reason, I found his voice attractive when he


    used that serious tone.


    "I was just kidding, HAHA!" I quickly rified, not wanting to upset him. Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    He tightened his embrace, hugging me even more and resting his head on my side-neck. The


    closeness and intimacy between us felt incredibly special, and I cherished this moment, knowing


    that soon, I would reveal my big surprise to him.


    "We''re going to start again, right? Let''s start again..." There he goes with his ‘start again’ phrase.


    Before he could say anything else, I nodded in agreement. Yes, we will start again.


    "I know that our beginning was like a n-nightmare... especially for you. I don''t want something like


    those to stay in your memory..." he trailed off, his voice breaking with remorse. I gently tapped his


    shoulder, trying tofort him.


    "Of course, of course, we will," I assured him, taking a deep breath before continuing, "I am really


    sorry, Lyka... Reminiscing all those happenings sends shivers down my spine. It was like I''ve


    committed a crime on you..."


    I shook my head repeatedly, not wanting him to me himself any further.


    "No! No! Stop ming yourself, okay? Stop ming yourself because you didn''t want something


    like that to happen, too," I said, cupping his face gently, just as he had done earlier when embracing


    me.


    "M-maybe... those women you''ve been with before wouldn''t understand...," I began, hesitating a bit.


    "B-but, if they knew that you had an illness, a Satyriasis, they would surely understand, but it would


    still be hard for them too," I exined, looking directly into his eyes, trying to convey understanding


    and empathy.


    "Sure, it''ll be hard for them. I am always sorry, even though all those things were done because of


    this sh*tty illness," he confessed, showing vulnerability and remorse.


    Sensing the tension in the atmosphere, I quickly changed the topic, wanting to maintain a light and


    celebratory atmosphere. "Let''s stop talking about this, shall we? We must maintain a light


    atmosphere since it''s your birthday!" I encouraged him, trying to make him smile again.


    He seemed serious and wasn''t even smiling.


    "Smile now, it''s your birthday, okay? Let''s talk about this some other time," I continued, doing my


    best tofort him.


    "I was just carried away... Thank God for giving you to me... Thank you for always understanding


    me, Lyka. I love you so much," he whispered, and my heart felt like it was going to burst.


    Did he just confess his love for me? Is this for real?


    I had my doubts before, thinking I might just be a passing interest for him, but hearing him say those


    words sincerely, looking deeply into my eyes, I was overwhelmed. "W-what did you say?" I asked,


    wanting to hear those words again.


    "I love you. I love you so much," he repeated, this time cupping my face tenderly. His words felt


    genuine and true, and I couldn''t help but stare at him in awe, my heart fluttering with happiness and


    surprise.


    "I love you too, Kiro. I love you, too," I replied, pressing my face against his and sealing our ‘I love


    you''s’ with a sweet kiss. The moment was filled with love and joy, and we eventually stopped to


    catch our breath.


    Suddenly, I remembered the unboxing of the rectangr box that was supposed to happen at


    midnight. Excitement rushed through me, realizing it was already 12 in the morning.


    My eyes met Kiro''s, and he seemed to understand what I was thinking. He stood up and dragged


    the box towards me while I was sitting on the sofa.


    "Should we really open it? I am so excited!" I eximed.


    He looked at me with questioning eyes and teasingly remarked, "Excited? I suppose you''ll be


    jealous."


    I yfully tapped his shoulder, but I might have hit him a bit too hard because he let out a little yelp


    of pain. Nevertheless, my mind was focused on the unboxing.


    "Tss, let''s just open it, shall we?" I asked, eager to see what was inside.


    "Okay, but before that..." he began, sounding serious.


    "Please, after opening this one, please promise that you will not see me less or more than you see


    me now. Please, whatever is in the box, please stay with me," he said, making me curious about the


    contents.


    What could be so important?


    I realized that the box probably contained their best, cute, and intimate moments as a couple. But it


    didn''t bother me; all of it was in the past, and I was secure in our present and future together. So, I


    nodded and smiled at him, saying, "Of course, I love you..."


    He then searched his pocket and took out a key, revealing that the box needed a key to be opened.


    I was intrigued, sensing that there was something truly special inside.


    "Woah, this box needs a key?" I asked, surprised.


    He smiled and exined, "Yes, I need a key so that I won''t open it every second. You see, I really


    missed her months ago, and I was so sad about what she had done, but I loved her too at the same


    time."


    I nodded, understanding theplexity of his emotions in the past.


    As we were about to open the box, a knock on the door interrupted us.


    "Wait here, Lyka. I''ll just open the door," he said, excusing himself to answer the knock.


    As Kiro returned, his mother was with him. I felt relieved knowing that she already knew about our


    rtionship. I smiled shyly as she approached me.


    "Oh, Lyka! Can I borrow a little bit of time from my son? I have a gift for him in the study room," she


    said while walking toward the sofa where I was sitting.


    I blushed, feeling a bit nervous but trying to be polite. "O-of course, Madam! You don''t need to ask


    me that!" I replied.


    She smiled warmly at me and walked away, saying, "You heard her son, I''ll just borrow you for a


    while."


    Once his mother was gone, Kiro gave me signals that he was saying goodbye, and I reciprocated


    by signaling him to go ahead and follow his mother. I inhaled deeply, trying to calm my nerves as he


    left the room.


    Now, it was just me and the box, a small container that held the promise of something precious


    within its confines. The soft morning light filtered through the window, casting a warm glow over the


    room, making the box''s surface catch and reflect the light in intriguing ways. Its lid was adorned with


    delicate patterns, intricate swirls that seemed to hold a secret of their own.


    My curiosity was overwhelming, like a tide pushing me towards the unknown. My eyes kept


    wandering to the key Kiro had been holding earlier, which was now resting on the table. Did he


    forget to take it with him in his haste to leave?


    My fingers brushed against the key, cool and solid beneath my touch. A mix of emotions stirred


    within me - excitement, anticipation, and a hint of guilt. I knew I had promised not to open the box, a


    promise I intended to keep. Yet, the temptation was too strong, the desire to unveil its hidden


    contents toopelling to resist.


    Holding the key in my hand, I nced at the closed box. My heart raced as I imagined what


    treasures it might hold, what secrets it might reveal. But then I paused, taking a deep breath. I


    reminded myself of the importance of trust, of the promises we make to the ones we love.


    With a reluctant sigh, I ced the key back on the table, allowing a mix of emotions to wash over


    me. Excitement still coursed through my veins, but it was now apanied by a sense of pride in


    my decision. I would wait for Kiro''s return, and together, we would uncover the mystery thaty


    within the box.