When he regained his sanity in his spiritual sea, only to find her there and how she fixed him, pulling him from deep despair. How she rubbed against him, how their spiritual souls entangled with each other. It was too much for him, but he liked this feeling. He liked how she chose to pull him from the Abyss.
Even if it meant entering his spiritual sea. How she had coaxed him to come back.
And when he finally opened his eyes again…
She was there.
Right in front of him.
And in that instant, clarity struck him like lightning.
He was never going to let her go.
He lowered his head slightly, burying his face into her hair, inhaling her scent deeply again. It was the only thing that could calm the storm inside him. His breathing slowly steadied, but the obsession in his eyes only grew darker.
"You are Yue Yue," he whispered, his voice low and hoarse.
His arms tightened, as if afraid she would disappear if he loosened them even a little.
"And you can only be mine."
