Lovers quarrel

                                    

                                          
Hi guys not going to lie this chapter is slightly boring and not one of my best chapters, but I promise it plays a part in the story line. Might do some heavy editing tomorrow... Let me know what you guys think.....Also sorry I wrote this while having a puff or ten of the devil's lettuce.


 "Satoru," I yelped, trying to break free from his grasp, but his arms remained tightly wound around my waist like an iron cage. He spun me around so we were face to face, but I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes. Instead, my gaze was fixed on Connor as he drove away, a sense of betrayal lingering in the air. Why did he leave without explaining or giving me a chance to explain my thoughts and reasons for Satoru's unexpected appearance today?

	     "Baby... you seem..." His voice paused as he struggled to find the appropriate words. "In distress," he mused while gently sweeping the strands of hair out of my face. My hands swatted his touch away. "Satoru, you're not making me feel better," I exclaimed as I watched Connor's car disappear from my sight.

	This situation was not planned, nor did I expect Satoru's arrival or my strong reaction. It wasn't my fault, you see, what happened was...... Once again... and don't give me shit.....anyways...As Connor slept peacefully in bed, I suddenly found myself wide awake. Rather than tossing and turning, I was determined to make things right. I quietly resolved to prepare breakfast for Connor before he headed off to work - my gesture of apology for the two disruptions I had caused. The first time was when I had gone to get a glass of water, and the second was my chaotic episode in the closet.

	So, as his heavy breathing filled the bedroom with his restful snoring, I slipped out of bed, dressing lightly in just my T-shirt, panties, and socks. As I moved through the apartment, I took each careful step, trying not to make a sound. The floorboards creaked softly beneath my weight as I entered the kitchen, excited about preparing something delicious and comforting for Connor and me.

	As soft and easy music emanated from the speakers, I stood in the kitchen, carefully selecting the necessary utensils and ingredients from the cupboards to prepare for my baking session. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the apartment, creating a cozy atmosphere. As I worked diligently, I heard the familiar sound of Satoru's car pulling up. I glanced out the window and saw his imposing figure emerging from the vehicle, carrying a stunning bouquet of red roses. The flowers were adorned with a beautiful black satin ribbon that elegantly wrapped around the stems. Satoru looked impeccable as the gentle breeze ruffled his hair and caressed his cheeks. His slightly wavy hair was brushed off his forehead, adding to his charming appearance. He was the kind of man who effortlessly drew the attention of everyone in the room.

	As I casually looked up, I was immediately captivated by the striking sight of Satoru's sky-blue eyes, a rare sight as they were usually concealed behind his signature sunglasses. However, something about his appearance seemed different this time. Dark circles, stark against the paleness of his skin, cast a shadow beneath his eyes, accentuating the piercing blueness of his gaze and lending them an almost glacial quality. His typically impeccable attire was slightly askew, with his once sharply defined shoulders now slouched and his shirt bearing the evidence of a long day, appearing less than immaculate. It was clear that he was visibly fatigued as if he hadn't been getting sleep.

 	Even now, the slightest sight of him made my heart Jump inside my chest. Butterflies filled my stomach, and my palms felt a bit moist. All the love I had tried to hide to push down into the deepest part of my being flooded back to me. It was a familiar feeling—the feeling of loving a person, the sense of love never dying down inside of me.