My Stubborn Mistress 302 Somewhere, Trapped In Time: Kiss Her Passionately Through The Nigh

This pain is hammering inside her head, almost breaking out. She tried to move around the bed to suppress the pain. What is happening to her?

She can't remember anything. She wonders if where she was. Ca.s.sie attempted to open her eyes, but her head. Did she hit her head somewhere?

She moaned. Ugh. The pain is getting more serious. Ca.s.sie opens her eyes, and blinding light meets her vision. What is this room? Is she in the hospital? Where is Quinn? Her parents? Why does she's feeling strange?

"Ca.s.sie? Finally, you are awake! How are you feeling?" She heard a familiar voice, but it surprised her to see him instead.

"Uncle Martin?"

"It worried me when you suddenly lost consciousness."

"Where Mama, and Papa?" she asked. Ca.s.sie could see how Martin gets saddened but then, he s.h.i.+fted his expression and smiled.

"You still don't remember?"

She has a bad feeling about this, "about what, Uncle Martin?" she asked.

"Well, don't think about it for now. Just take a rest, so then we can go home soon. Would you like that?"

Confused, she just nodded, although she has many questions inside her throbbing head. Ca.s.sie sat up from the bed and looked up at the gloomy sky. The bed was near the window, and so she could see that it was raining outside.

She thought when Quinn would arrive and accompany her. She's missing him and feels so much loneliness being alone here. Ca.s.sie steps down the bed, made slow strides, and peeps in the window when she saw her reflection.

No! What is happening to her? Why she looks younger, but why does she's almost bald?

"Ca.s.sie? What's the matter?" Martin joined her side when she began sobbing while covering her mouth from shock.

"Where I am? Why I have a look like this?" she asked while her eyes flooded with tears. What happened to her?

"You're in a hospital. Is something wrong?"

Ca.s.sie gives Martin a frightening look. "Is this Paris, Uncle?"

"Yes. Have you forgotten?"

"How old am I?"

"Why do you ask? You can't remember even your age?"

She took a silence then nodded, pretending she's confused. But she lost if what was happening to her.

"Don't worry, it causes the accident. So, many things will confuse you for the time being," Martin console her, trying to calm her down.

Accident? With Quinn? Did she and Quinn get into an accident? But why she goes back being younger?

"I was into an accident with whom? Why I looked like younger?" it intrigued her.

"Don't get surprised, but a month ago, you had an accident with your parents. You survived in that car crashed because someone saved you before the car explodes. Unfortunately, your parents left and burned with the car."

"No. That's not true! You were lying uncle!" She's crying a loud now. What is happening here? She doesn't understand everything! Her head is breaking apart.

"Why I get back being young? And who saves me?"

"I don't know who is that person. What I know, you just celebrated your 12 birthday."

"Wait, my head?" The pain is worse than before.

"You're badly wounded, so we need to shave off your hair. Now, don't force yourself, okay? Take it slow. Don't think too much for now and get some rest. I'll call the doctor," Martin told her, then left after helping her settle down in the bed.

Her uncle Martin is saying nonsense. She just celebrated her 12 birthday? Got into the accident? Does someone save her? How funny. It sounded like in the book she read before.

Her parents died, and she survived. Having lost memories but can't remember the person she loves. Then she suffers from loneliness until her love finds out she's alive, and then the story goes on.

Is everything just a dream? Ah, she must be just having a nightmare. Maybe, if she'll close her eyes, when she woke up, she'll go back to reality.

And Ca.s.sie closed her eyes and fall asleep with a heavy heart.

* * *

Madison could still not decide whether to move her feet and chase for Levi.

She feels that slow-motion accompanied by her crazy heartbeat-like; she was floating, dizzying from his sudden confession over confrontation. He was always unpredictable; she thought.

She recalls his words...

"I love you."

"So, don't go anywhere beyond my sight."

Madison drags her feet. Her step longer and become hasty until she ran the hallway.

Levi turned around when he felt Madison is coming behind him, surprised when she jumped on him. Madison's arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Stunned, Levi catches her then holding her tight. He let Madison shove her face into his shoulder. Gently, he parted their body; clasped Madison's face both of his palm.

Gazing down at her blus.h.i.+ng face, he found Madison too cute. Her velvet eyes hypnotizing him. She probably doesn't know she has this special ability. Her sharp glare or a puzzled look at him: is what made her too mysterious that leave an intriguing impression that caused him flare.

Slowly, Madison is watching Levi lowering his face and waited for their lips to brush up. She closes her eyes when Levi finally touches her lips with his. He made a gentle motion before he deepened the kiss. 

It was the sweet and sensual taste; it made her daze and weakened her knees. Levi grabs her waist to give her support, responded the way Levi kissed her, Madison let their lips made a slow dance.

Meanwhile, a door was closing nearby: two individuals are about to step out of the room when they're witnessing this sweet scene.

Quinn sighed. These two aren't sensitive enough to spare someone from jealousy. Jealousy that he can't kiss his beloved whenever he has a chance of being alone with her. Can't they do that somewhere else?

Quinn glanced at Ca.s.sandra, who was blus.h.i.+ng standing behind him.

A while ago, he sneaks inside when he saw that Madison left the room. He wanted to check her out before he went to bed. But she suddenly has woken up and feel restless to go back to sleep. So he volunteered to get her a gla.s.s of milk, and she requested to come because she's still gone lost inside the mansion if she'll wander alone.

"Looks like, we have to wait for a little longer," Quinn told Ca.s.sie, who nodded, blus.h.i.+ng. She marches back to the bed, sits quietly, and both hands clasping together on top of her lap.

She was still avoiding meeting his gaze, treating him like a stranger until now.

"I am fine. I am in no rush," she replied and smiled shyly at Quinn.

Leaning on the door, he sighed one more time... this distance in between is better for them both, or else, he cannot suppress to march toward her and kiss her pa.s.sionately through the night.