Chapter 1: A Dark Secret (Part 1)

"Hey," I opened my eyes, and I saw her wearing my shirt, "it's 6 PM, we need to go home," I nodded, "you right," I looked at my surroundings, and I saw a lot of trash, "we should cleaning up first, okay" I need a bath, but it's already 6 PM, so I only have one hour to drive her home.

Her mom stays at the third house. I already did some renovations for her mom to stay, "let me help you," About Mrs. Mary's home, both of us decide to rent it, and the income I will give to her mom. It's not my money, honestly. It's her mom's money.

"Hey, I want to ask you something about a room at your house" I looked at her, "what room?" She hums as she rubs her chin. "On the corner of your office, it's like it's locked." I looked at her, "can you tell me what's inside?" I rub my jaws.

"Something you want to tell but not a perfect time?" I nodded. "I will tell you everything, but that room, I'm not ready." She hums, "let's go! I'm afraid your mom will kill me," the close one. I hope she understands.

I grabbed our dirty laundry, but it's not me, "if you want to know, I can show you," she looks at me, "you said earlier you not ready," I sighed. "I'm not, but you seem curious, so I decide to let you know what's inside," Rose nodded. "I'll wait for you until you are ready," I'm smiling.

"Thank you for understanding," I hold her hand, "piggyback," I piggyback her, and we walked to our car.

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We are at the attic, and we haven't take a bath yet. "So, your mom already sleeps?" Rose nodded as she sits on my lap, "why do you not tell me about that room?" I look at her, "that room, huh?" I took a breath. "Did you hide a slave!?" I shook my head, "okay, I give you a clue," I hug her.

"I have a lot of dark secrets, and snap is one of them," she looks at me, "you like Christian Grey, Lobak. I can feel it," I shook my head. "I'm not Christian Grey, Rose. It's different." She looks into my eyes.

"So, tell me more about yourself," I nodded, "I always treat you right and always fight for you," she shook her head, "not that!" I chuckle, "I know you're curious about that door, Rose. Since you first came to my house," she looks at me, "how?" I rub my chin, "you want to ask about it, but you know me." She hums.

"I can be nice to a person who respects me, but in other words, I can be possessive if you start another problem," she looks at me, "what kind of problem?" I'm clearing my throat.

"Promise me you won't be mad," she nods, "Eva makes a threat, Rose. If we fight, at the end of the night, until morning, I can't sleep. I'm a human! I made a mistake!" She looks at me. "I mean like she wants to make me 'Ken' for her, but I'm a human. Not a plastic doll," Rose hugs me tight, "I only need words from her. She is the one who picked a fight, but in the end, she blames me." I'm looking at Rose.

"That's why you..." I nodded. "Lose control. I'm a human," she hugs me tight. "Sorry to hear that, Lobak. You alright, I'm not like her, okay?" I hold her hand tightly, "did she knows you have autism?" I nodded, "she shames about it and not accepting a fact that I have autism." She nods. "Hey, don't you remember anything about her, okay? Let's do it slowly, step-by-step," I nodded. as I kissed her hand.

"She's running from her problem and thought it was my mistake." she nods, "makes her regret, and this ring, I like it," I nodded. "Thank you," I hugged her, "Hey, what about... We are searching for a wedding ring tomorrow, with my mom. I want to take her shopping," I nodded. "I agree with you," I hope my legs are not tiring to walk store to store. "You alright?" I nodded.

"It's time to take a bath," I looked at my phone, spending time with her. It's like time was passing by so fast. I want to stop the world sometimes, "who would take a bath first?" She kissed my cheek, "together," I'm smiling, "together," I piggyback her and running to the bathroom.

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It's midnight, and I can't sleep. I'm looking at Rose's face while she was sleeping next to me, and she hugs me. Since that incident, I was thinking to left her, but I can't. I mean, I love Rose, not Eva. She's the light that I'm hoping for a long time ago. It's a risky decision, but I'm willing to take that! No matter what, I will stand by her.

Poor or wealthy, sick or healthy, sane or crazy, I will not leave her! It's hard here, thought for us, but we will take the risk. If you are asking, what is love? My answer is one, a person, who loves you for the rest of your life, and is willing to take a risk. They will love you for the rest of your life. If they were cheating on you, it's lust. But, do love can be the last longer? My answer is yes!

When I was in Switzerland for an event, I was meeting someone. He sits alone but ordered two whiskies. I don't ask at first because I'm not curious about him, and I thought he was waiting for someone to drink or hang out with, but as he left, the bartender told me that the man was a veteran. He loses his wife because Germany attacks Paris, and he was waiting for his time to come.

You can ignore your feeling, but will you be happy? Will you find happiness with someone you did not love? People call love is blind, but they are wrong! If I'm blind, I killed her family. I killed her relatives and forced Eva to become my wife. I'm not a person who will not do that for 'cheap' reasons!

People will show their love on Valentine's Day, White Day, or whatever day you mention, but on 14th February, it's not a stage to treat her right. People buy a present, chocolate, or a date on that day. You've got tricked by that company! That's Candburry's marketing strategy that still exists. People will buy chocolate because they were sent her as a gift, but don't give your girlfriends or wives chocolate every day, remember. Diabetes can make your life short.

You can buy your girlfriend and treat her right on a daily life basis. How do I impress Rose? I impress her with my actions, not words. That is what girls or femme need. "Hey," I looked at her, "you can't sleep? What were you thinking?" I shrugged my shoulders. "A random thing," she uses her tanktops and short pants.

"I don't know that you were rather using my dad's polo shirt, and short rather using my shirt," I chuckle. "It's too tight for me." She rubs my face, "let's sleep again, oaky? I'm sleepy," I hugged her.

"Hey," I hummed. "Don't overthink," I nodded, "good night," she lays her head on my left chest, "you worried about my heart?" She nodded. "Okay," I hugged her tight and closed my eyes.

TBC