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CHAPTER 41. MISSED A HUG
Dante wants to let go of Bella's embrace but instead of pushing her, Dante's hand hugs Bella tightly. ‘For a moment....I really want to hug her like this. I missed this warm embrace, she was able to ease all the turmoil within me. The touch of his hand was able to ease my emotions, for a moment I wanted to feel his scent. This touch calms me. Tatiana. I just wanted to hold her for a moment. Just sec....
The man permeated their moment of togetherness, he felt reluctant if the embrace ended quickly. There was guilt in his heart but that longing overcame his guilt. She actually felt a different kind of turmoil in her heart when she was with Bella.
‘I'm sorry Tatiana. He never hugged me like this because his hands were tied! Is this what it feels like when he hugs me? Belinda....’ said Dante while his hand wanted to push Bella's body away but he couldn't.
He still wanted to be hugged even longer, he missed the girl so much that for so many years he was never able to remove his shadow from his mind. He's been looking everywhere for four years.
When Bella hugged him she felt the peace she had been looking for she felt with Bella.
“Thank you Mr.” said Bella in a soft voice, the corner of her eyes shed tears.
‘Why do his words make my heart seem to crack and hurt? Why do my airs want to come out?’ dante said in his heart, refraining from crying.
How strongly he held back but somehow the clear tears escaped from the corner of his eye. ‘I'm sorry Tatiana!’ to his umpteenth he apologized to his wife inwardly with a stabbing pain.
“My sister is everything good. Whatever I would do for him if you saved him. I don't want my sister to experience the same life as me. I want Sarah to have a good and normal life. He is young and there is still a long way to go. I want my sister to be a successful person and have a good life.” said Bella.
She kept talking about her sister and the hopes she wanted in the future without letting go of her hand even more so she hugged Dante. The man didn't budge, letting Bella hug him tightly because she missed the woman.
“Are you satisfied now?” dante asked, looking at Bella who drowned her head in the field of the man.
“Satisfied? That means, Mister?” Bella nodded her head looking at Dante. Bella's beautiful eyes are very enchanting and hypnotizing Dante.
“Did I give you permission to hug me?” ask Dante.
‘Aduh. But I felt very comfortable in his arms. Geez....I why even make trouble again?’ Bella frowned and immediately released her hug that had been tightly attached to Dante's body.
“I'm sorry, Sir! I was so happy that I hugged you. Again forgive me.” replied Bella lowered her head feeling bad for Dante.
“Do you know how long you hugged me?”
“It's been a long time. I'm sorry Sir, it's been a long time that I don't feel hugged by someone and it feels..”.
“What are you thinking, hm?”
Bella pinched her lips not daring to continue her words and shook her head looking at Dante with sad eyes.
‘Almost I let go saying that I miss such a hug so much.’ his murmur grimaced inwardly.
“Why are you silent?” ask Dante again.
“I'm sorry Mr.” said Bella while trying to smile at Dante.
“Do you hate that guy?” dante asked curious about Bella's feelings.
“People? Which person does that mean?” bella asked confused by the man's question.
“Dark! You always bothered to ask to be released. That guy's the one who scares you out of the dark. Do you hate him?” ask Dante again.
“Ah him.....the man...” only that word was able to come out of his lips and he bowed his head with an expressionless face.
“Do you really want me to answer it?”
Dante nodded his head looking at Bella with his own eyes. There was a pain that came back to stab his chest. “So it's true that you hate him?”
Bella just lowered her head and nodded without saying a word making Dante feel frustrated.
“Tell me how much you hate her!”
“Do you want to hear it, sir? Wh why? Do you know him?”
“Explain it to me! Not a lot of questions."
Bella returns silent and suddenly feels goosebumps recalling her painful past and destroying it. He's bowed in not looking at Dante.
“Why don't you talk, hmm?”
Bella tried to smile thinly and raised her face to look at Dante. “You really want to hear it Sir?”
"Hmmm. I want to hear!”
“Alright then I will answer it.” said Bella while looking closely at Dante. He began to ventured into managing feelings that he never told anyone.
“I...”.
“I what? Speak clearly to me!”
“Pfffhh Bella sighed deeply trying to calm her heart to start her past story that she wanted to forget.
“I really....hate it so much! He is the only person in the world I hate until I take my last breath! I will never forgive him.”
“Continue. Moreover?” dante asked in a cold baritone voice.
“You want to hear everything? But why, Mister?”
Dante did not answer just staring at Bella, letting the woman take her own decision to tell her everything she kept in her heart, all her feelings.
“I've hated him all my life he's the one person I hate the most in the world! I will never meet him! I'm disgusted at him! Luckily I never knew what his face was like! My eyes were covered with black cloth so I could not see his face. So I'm not haunted by the shadow of his face! But I will never forgive him! If I knew who he was, I would avenge all the pain he ever gave me!”
“So how much you hate him?”
Bella replied with a nod, her eyes red staring intently as if there was a grudge she was harboring. “But the man is not the person I met from Julian and Madam Wendy.” Bella glanced at Dante.
“Means that man is not your customer?”
Bella answered back with a headband. “He is the father of my son!”
“He's a cruel man with no heart! He took away my chastity, took my possession and threw me away without letting me see my son's body! When I gave birth to my son, they said my son died, I just wanted to hug my son's body for the first and last time. I begged to hold her, though only for a moment did I plead to feel my son's body before they buried him. But he won't let me! I just want to feel that baby in my hand for the last time!” bella's voice sounded soft as if she was holding back her grief.
