Deja Vu [ Lilian Ashley ]
52. Apologies

EVER SINCE ditching campus and working, I have continued to ask permission from both parties to be temporarily absent. My feet won't step out of the apartment or open the balcony door.

As expected, I feel heartbroken and angry because of yesterday's incident.

Many times my apartment bell rings. Whether it's Zack or not, I don't care at all. Many times the ringing of the phone was heard by showing the call that Zack was calling and sending a text message.

Inbox || Zack:

■ I'm sorry about yesterday. [09:30]

■ Ashley? Pickupphone. [10:18]

■ I'm at your apartment doorstep. Let's open it for me. [13:44]

■ Please. [00:00]

■ Ashley, I'm sorry. But, you don't want to go to college? [06:30]

■ Can you forgive me? [09:10]

■ Ashley [ 15:40 ]

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A few days in this narrow room. Trying not to look at the sky or step outside for a while. Boredom will certainly arrive and fresh air is eager to be inhaled into the lungs that are sick of smelling AC.

Finally I decided to open the apartment door and step outside for a walk in the morning. On the floor began to be obstructed by items and food. It's possible that all this was Zack's gift. If it wasn't, these things wouldn't be here. I can clean it up later. After locking the door, a tight hug came towards me from behind. His face was sinking on my shoulder, as well as warm breath so felt through the shirt.

"Ashley ..." he muttered, then fell silent for a long time before continuing, "Sorry."

"Yes, I forgive you. Now, let go" I said as I stroked her hair slowly.

"Sorry."

"Mirh ...."

"I'm sorry."

He repeated the same word and will continue this way. I decided to be silent not to respond to the word even though it had to be heard thousands of times.

"I just don't know how to behave" he whispered near my ear. "You know for yourself what my previous life was that didn't know love. I still need to adapt as well."

Didn't his words mean that he wouldn't repeat the same attitude? Although admitting what was a mistake on his own was still insufficient, he still needed to show some effort in changing. Therefore, I forgave him in an instant.

"I want to walk in the morning. Do you want to keep this up until noon?" my question was making him let go of a hug.

"Can I come?" His face looked at me with passion and that bitter smile made me feel sorry.

"Sure," I answered. "Don't want to change clothes first?"

His head shook with a sign of refusal. I was thinking about how to clean one of these clothes that must have been washed in laundry.

"You don't like me wearing these clothes?"

"It's not so." I held onto the back of the neck and continued, "It must have been hot enough to sweat for a walk of exercise."

Zack seemed to be holding back a smile by covering his mouth with one hand. "You're worried about my comfort?"

This topic of conversation will spread everywhere and make my exercise time reduced. I nodded slowly and grabbed his hand.

"Come, let's go. Don't spend a lot of time."

We got out of the apartment building using the stairs. Then walk while chatting a lot of things on the road. Hopefully no college resident knows me and scolds why I haven't been in class lately.

"Ashley, I was worried hard when you didn't care about me yesterday." Zack put his head on the wrist that was placed on the fence.

We were in the upper garden which used to be the meeting place of the two. The morning has a cool atmosphere and refreshes the eyes when looking at the scenery below.

"Well, I can vent my emotions with something else." His lips smiled until they shriveled and raised their eyelids until they closed. "Ah yes, I want to tell you something."

"What's that?"

"Do you want to travel with me?"

The question confused me for a moment and threw out the phrase, "You mean, on vacation?"

He stood up straight again after putting his head on the iron fence. "No, travel with me."

"Where are you going?"

His head looked up slightly towards the sky before replying, "My task will be over in this city and I will have to go to another region to continue my work."

"Can't you just retire from that job?"

Silent moment. I know my words are bad, but not as bad as his job. If he had a lot of money that could make ends meet, even more so it was easy to survive alone.

Both of his hands held my cheeks and looked at me with a big smile. "My contract will be revoked if my life is also uprooted, Ashley."

His body rippled in shock hearing the statement.

"You can just run away and live a normal life as usual!" I propose with origin speaking.

"And let me be a fugitive of that company, including the police as well and I don't have the slightest backing?" His thumb rubbed my cheek. "Do you want to lose me?"

My head shook and made her hug me softly.

"Well .. I know you don't want me to be like that." His voice sounded sad. His chin was placed on my crown, saying, "Are you really unable to leave this city to stay with me?"

If our position is reversed, he will definitely follow me where. Let alone inter-city, in parallel worlds he would willingly follow me.

"Cohabits?" I'm a little nervous.

Zack let go of his embrace. "You want to be like that?"

Even though we were adults, it was a bad idea. But wouldn't living with her make me happy?

"Maybe I'll think again, or I think I'll agree too" I replied stiffly which made Zack tilt his head. "Ah, I don't know."

"Nothing." His shoulders poked for a moment. "I'm sorry, because it makes you a little confused. That can be thought of later."

After chatting, we got down from the park because we had spent an entire hour outside just for a morning walk.

BRUK!

My shoulder was hit softly by a passerby and my mouth almost let out a reflex to complain.

"Are you okay?" Zack immediately embraced and brought me closer to him. "I'm sorry. I should have embraced you from the start."

Since then, I have often said sorry to me. Even when dried leaves fell on my head, or stepped on the gum on the trotar and smelled the scent of a cloak, they were always represented by apologies for various reasons. As if, the small thing I would make as material to blame him at any time.

Perhaps, her feelings have become sensitive ever since I responded by staying away from her yesterday.

"Zack, what are you doing in this town?" I asked when we arrived in front of my apartment building.

"I can't tell him in detail. Point is, my mission was just to damage the facility as a form of target threat." His words gave a tone of confidence to me. "There won't be any casualties, I promise."

"Good then."

"Just burn down a building, and I'll get out of here."

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