Hellbound With You novel Chapter 473

Chapter 473 The Long Lost Tale Part XIX

Standing on the tree branch, Alex stared at the all too familiar wooden house, his eyes glimmering in the darkness and the ice that had formed around them started to melt.

He jumped off the tree branch, landing on the ground with a soft thud, and started walking towards the house. He looked up at the black hills ahead and he clenched his fists and he halted, suddenly unsure if he should take another step closer. But when he looked at the small house again, he couldn’t stop himself from moving forward. He let out a deep and quiet sigh, letting his emotions get the better of him.

Swift and silent as a cat, Alex approached the house and finally entered. The lights were off so he knew that Abigail had gone already to bed.

His heart was beating wildly in his chest, thudding hard against his ribs from the anticipation of being able to see her face again. Oh how he had missed her beautiful eyes and her sweet, sweet smiles.

The moment he stood beside her bed, Alex simply watched her sleeping face. The moonlight was shining on her, kissing her jade skin as she slept so peacefully. He didn’t move. He just let himself bask in this feeling of being able to see her face finally, after being away for so long.

His hand inched closer to face, wanting to caress her cheeks like he used to, but it was shaking so he stopped and let his hand fall to his side. Just the sight of her was enough to shake his world. His iron-like façade crumbled in the darkness. How many nights had he been dreaming to see her? How many times did he freeze his heart to stop himself from running back to this place, to her arms?

His days had become cold and dark since he left her. The last time he saw his world being bright and sunny was that day before he left her. Every day since then was winter, where blizzards and storms raged without mercy causing him to become numb and cold from their torment. He had become so cold that he was afraid he could no longer give her any warmth.

Yet here he was, eyes welling as he slowly sat down on the edge of her bed, taking care not to move the bed too much in case it woke her up. He was so close to her and he wanted to hug her so damn bad. He had missed her so much. Every night, every silent moment, was nothing but torture for him.

His hands landed on either side of her face, holding him up as he leaned down. Their faces were so close that he could smell that familiar sweet and flowery scent of hers. He leaned ever closer but Alex stopped himself. He didn’t want to wake her because he knew he would only have to leave her again, so he just stayed there, silent as the night with his eyes glued to her face.

But a few seconds later, the sleeping girl’s brows creased and she moved, causing Alexander to immediately pull away. He was about to step back when suddenly...