Arwen blinked. "Isn’t that too extreme? Won’t you think of a way to coax me back?" she asked.
But he shook his head, looking serious. "I don’t think I could coax you even if I wanted to."
She noted the way his eyes dimmed with fear. Gently, she reached to cup his face, her touch as warm as her voice. "Why? I don’t think I am that difficult at all. As long as you try, I would be easily coaxed."
Although she assured him like that, he didn’t seem to believe her. Like, there was something that held him back from believing her —a shadow, a memory, he couldn’t shake off.
"You aren’t easy to coax at all," he said quietly, his gaze darkening with remembrance he couldn’t see to let go.
Arwen noticed the slight twitch in his brows, the way his entire expression tightened. Fear ran deep in him —not one, but quite several —all related to her. She could tell just by looking into his eyes. She wanted to know the root of it. She would give the world for it. But she knew, at this moment, even the world wouldn’t be enough.
"Fine," she said softly, breaking the heavy silence. "If you say so, then I will give you a golden card. A card that will make you win me back —not one, not twice, but every single time. I promise."
His eyes flickered, and he looked at her.
She pursed her lips. "What? You don’t believe in my promise?" Pouting faintly, she added, "I take promises and commitments seriously. So you better not doubt it."
"..." he remained quiet, his silence heavier than words.
Arwen pressed her lips into a thin line. "Since you don’t believe me, I won’t tell you," she huffed, then gently pushed him aside to get back on her feet.
But before she could move away, his hand caught her arm again.
She turned back, a little smile tugging at her lips. "What? You agree to believe now?"
"Tell me," he said at last, nodding with quiet determination.
Her smile widened. She turned to fully face him, leaning down until their faces were level. Her eyes shone with certainty. "Stick to me ... always."
He arched a brow at her.
She nodded firmly, humming a little tune as though sealing a vow. "Mhm-hn~ As long as you stick to me, I will never leave you. No matter what happens."
His gaze deepened, his voice low and hoarse. "No matter what happens?"
"No matter what happens."
"What if you forget everything —me, and everything between us?" His words caught her off guard for a heartbeat.
But then she smiled tenderly and leaned closer, pressing her lips to his forehead. "I promised you, husband. Believe my promise. No matter what happens, as long as you stick to me, I will be with you."
She wasn’t just promising it to him. She was sure of it. Because she trusted her heart too much when it came to him. She believed, no matter what trials life forced them through, her heart would always fall for him again.
Just like decades ago.
Even after she had forgotten completely.
"So, husband, even at worst, stick to me. Don’t leave me." Like you did leave me back then.
Her lips curved up as sthey stared as they stared at each other for a long moment.
They were only snapped out from the moment when they heard someone clearing their throat at a distance.
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