Part: 68 Hope

I'm eating ice cream to lessen my pain, roaming on the balcony. But nothing is helping me out. It's hurting me so much that Ethan doesn't want to stay with me. Now I'm nothing for him.

"He can't leave me like this God? You know how much I love him, I can't live without him now." I complained to God, crying.

I need him badly right now, but I deserve this because I have hurt him.

I started eating ice cream again, tears are falling from my eyes to my cheeks constantly, even this stupid ice cream isn't lessening my pain today. I flung the box of ice cream from the balcony in anger. Ice cream always used to work, but this time the pain is too much. Living life without Ethan is like living without happiness, living without a soul.

Master's P.O.V.

I stopped the car at Anna's place. I came here to check her. I stepped out of the car and sighed with profound relief as I saw her on the balcony. She is having ice cream while talking to herself.

She eats cream in every mood. When she is happy, she eats ice cream, when she is angry, she eats ice cream and now when she is upset, she is eating ice cream only. I shook my head in disbelief, staring at her.

The next moment, she shouted something in frustration and hurled the box of ice cream over me unintentionally, spoiling my clothes.

Shit! She has flung ice cream over me for the second time. She sometimes slips a glass of water over me, sometimes she throws colour over me, and her favourite is to hurl ice cream over me.

Oh, God! This girl is unbelievable.

Now she noticed me and her eyes widened in shock after seeing what she has done.

Then she stared at me grimly with guilt in her eyes. It's like she is apologising to me through her eyes for hurting me. I wish it was easy for me to forget everything and forgive her.

I entered her house and went directly to her room's balcony. She suddenly hugged me, wrapping her arms around me tightly and pulling me to herself, digging her face into my chest. I felt like I got my breath back when she hugged me.

"I'm sorry, Ethan. Please forgive me. You can give me any punishment, but please don't separate us because I can't stay without you. I promise I'll do whatever you say, I'll follow your every rule like a good submissive, I'll never tease you, I'll never pull your cheeks and never roll my eyes and, especially, I'll never ever doubt you and hurt you again. But just please give me a second chance." She begged me to give her a second chance, burying herself into me more and more.

I badly wanted to hug her back, but I ignored my feelings and pulled her away from me.

"Why did you come home from the hospital like this without informing anybody?" I asked her in a stern tone, ignoring her words.

"Because I heard your and Dev's conversation that you don't want to stay with me. I just didn't want to hurt you more by staying with you." A sob escaped out of her mouth, and my heart cried.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to compose myself.

"It hurts me more when you don't take care of yourself. You need rest, so go inside and lie down." I ordered her.

"And it hurts me too when you don't take care of yourself." She pointed at my wounded knuckles.

"An," she stopped me from calling her Anna by placing her finger in my mouth, and I bit her finger by mistake. She hissed, taking her hand away instantly.

Shit! It was already burned and I bit it.

I clasped her hand to check her finger worriedly.

"You're an idiot." I chided her, shifting my eyes from her hand to her face and saw her gazing at me unblinkingly.

"I don't like it when you call me Anna. It hurts here." She told him in her sugary voice, pointing her finger at her heart, and I just stared at her mutely.

"Am I not your butterfly anymore?" She asked after a few seconds of silence. We're gazing into each other's eyes intensely and our souls are talking in this utter silence through our eyes.

You're still my Butterfly, you will always be my butterfly. I said to her through my eyes.

She stared at me pleadingly, asking me to call her Butterfly through her eyes.

"Why didn't you trust me?" I asked her dejectedly, and she stared at me blankly, having no answer to my question and it hurts.

I stood facing my back to her and pleaded, "please, take some rest. You need it."

After a few seconds, she shouted, "I trust you, Ethan and I love you so much."

I instantly glanced at her over my shoulder, and my eyes widened in horror and my heart skipped beating as I saw her standing on the railing of the balcony. I instantly turned around and scurried to her.

"Are you crazy, Butterfly? Come down." I flared up.

"No, I won't." She shook her, smiling like an idiot, and I frowned at her.

She is insane! What is she doing? She is making me angrier by doing this trick.

"You think you will do this and I'll forgive you," I growled at her, losing my temper.

"I'm not doing this for your forgiveness." She is slowly taking her steps backwards, accelerating my heartbeat because of fear.

"Then why are you doing this?" I asked her, shouting and tears streaming down my cheeks mechanically. If anything happens to her, I won't be able to live without her.

No, no, I can't let anything happen to her.

I hurriedly grasped her hand and yanked her down. I lost my balance and fell on the floor with her. She fell above me and her long silky hair fell over my face. She removed her hair from my face and tucked it behind her ears, gazing at me.

"Are you crazy? What if you lost your balance on the railing and tripped down? What were you trying to do? Weren't you afraid of falling?" I roared at her, clenching her arms, losing my temper.

She smiled at me with triumph like a crazy person, making me angrier. "No, I wasn't afraid because I knew you wouldn't let anything happen to me. I trust you this much, Ethan that I'm not even afraid to stand on this railing when you're with me. I'm certain that you're always there to protect me." I calmed down a bit after listening to her words, but I'm still angry with her. What if I amn't able to protect her and something happens to her?

"Never ever pull these types of stunts," I warned her in a stern tone.

"I just want to show you that I trust you, Ethan. It's just that I lost my mind when I saw that video. I'm sorry that I doubted. Please give me a second chance." She requested, staring at me pleadingly.

"I need time."

"It means I have hope." She asked and her eyes shimmered with happiness.

I nodded, and a broad smile flashed on her face. She hugged me tightly, completely lying over me. "Thank you so much." She chirped, hugging me tighter, burying her face in my chest. I slowly raised my arms and hugged her back, pulling her closer to me, feeling so incredible to embrace the whole world in my arms.

Yes, I'll try to forgive her and give her a second chance, because I can't imagine my life without her and I don't want to hurt her more because of me.

We stood up and went into the room.

"You should change your shirt as I spoiled it." She took one of my shirts out of her cupboard and held it out to me.

"Why do you always throw things at me?" I asked, taking the shirt.

"I didn't do it intentionally this time."

"Now you go so that I can change." As I said, her eyes widened a bit.

"You're saying like I have never seen you without a shirt."

"Butterfly, just do what I'm saying," I said curtly, and she glanced at me sadly before walking out.

I didn't want to upset her, but right now I don't want to show her the Butterfly tattoo which I have imprinted on my chest.

I took off the shirt and caressed the tattoo with a small smile on my face. I was crazy that I was trying to erase her from my body because neither I can remove her name from my body nor my heart. It is impossible because she is in my every breath. If I try to take her out of me, nothing will be left in me. Without her, I will become a body without a soul.

I slipped on the other shirt before walking to the door and opening it. My eyes widened in shock as I saw Butterfly, kneeling utterly naked on the floor before the door.

What the hell!

She is staring at me like an obedient submissive. "Master, please punish me for not trusting you because I deserve it." She uttered, holding my hand, and I just stared at her in disbelief.

Is she that same adorable Butterfly?