Maybe, I Do Love You
“I don’t know either, but I have a feeling… that person will appear.”
Finished
Everyone has a weakness. David isn’t invincible. He must have a weak spot, something–or someone–that can hurt
him.
Caroline added, “I just hope I’ll live to see that day.”
He didn’t get angry, nor did he seem to care. Instead, he chatted with her casually. “According to your theory, this person would be a woman. Someone I love deeply–more than I love myself. Is that right?”
“Yes.”
“But she wouldn’t love me back. In fact, she’d hate me. I’d never be able to have her.”
“Yes.”
The traffic light turned red. David stepped on the brake and turned to look at her. “Caroline, are you talking about yourself? Could that person be you?”
Caroline froze, her thoughts thrown into chaos.
Me?
She had never considered that.
Quickly, she shook off the thought and replied, “I only fit half of that.”
“Half?”
“Yes. The part I can do is that I don’t love you. I hate you very much.” Caroline’s tone was calm. “The part I can’t do is making you love me more than you love yourself. See? That means I only meet half the conditions.”
David lifted her chin, leaning in slightly. “Try it. Maybe you’ll succeed in meeting them all.”
Caroline immediately countered, “Do you love me?”
“If you behaved and listened to me, maybe I could.”
“But what if I stay rebellious? What if I go against you every single time? Would you still love me then?”
His gaze darkened, deeper than the midnight sky outside.
He didn’t answer.
The red light turned green, then red again. The car remained still at the intersection, unmoving.
In the end, David said nothing. He simply stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward like a bat out of hell.
Does he love me? No matter what I do, will he still love me? Even he doesn’t know the answer.
But isn’t the question simple? Love or not–it should be clear. If you love someone, you love them. If you don’t, you don’t. It was just idle conversation. Just meaningless words to pass the time. Love? Someone like me… do I even have the right
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But Caroline didn’t press for an answer. She dismissed the conversation as soon as it ended.
Finished
Who would even remember something like that? Believing that David could love me is about as ridiculous as expecting pigs to fly. A man like him… what kind of woman would he even love? It definitely wouldn’t be me. And it’s none of my business anyway. Caroline’s mind drifted into a haze, exhaustion weighing heavily on her body.
She wanted to hold on until they reached the Ellison residence.
But in the end, she didn’t make it.
Somewhere along the way, she unknowingly fell asleep, her head tilting against the car window.
Just as she drifted off into unconsciousness, a voice–low, almost inaudible–broke the silence.
“Maybe… I do love you.”
Caroline didn’t hear it.
And David spoke so softly that even if she had been awake, she probably wouldn’t have made out his words.
By the time she opened her eyes again, daylight had already filled the room.
A deep red hue met her vision as sunlight filtered through the windows.
Her brows furrowed slightly as she shifted.
A few seconds passed before she suddenly sat up.
The blanket slipped from her shoulders, pooling around her lap.
She looked around, her mind slowly clearing.
“The Ellison residence…”