Love on the Fast Track - Chapter 848
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Chapter 848:
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“I’m scared of the dark. I’m scared of this place.”
After awakening from his coma and finding himself in total darkness, he had tried to rise, yearning for escape. But his legs were too weak.
It reminded him of being kidnapped. The endless darkness, his gnawing hunger, rats and cockroaches scurrying about, and the stench of rotting food.
He was terrified.
Then Norah appeared. Feeling her warmth, he suddenly opened his eyes.
With a radiant aura surrounding her, Norah entered his world once more and rescued him.
He had hugged her briefly before she pushed him away. He checked his emotions and said, “Just now, I thought you wouldn’t come back.”
Once again, it was Norah who had protected him. He felt like a burden to her.
Norah’s heart softened. Even though Marlin was now a business magnate in Silverdale, coming from a wealthy family, that didn’t matter to her. She saw only the young boy who had once looked up at her with hopeful eyes in the dim cellar.
“It’s okay. I’m here.”
Norah sat beside Marlin and softly patted his shoulder.
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“It’s been so long. Are you still afraid?”
Five years had passed since the kidnapping. She had assumed Marlin had long since overcome it. Yet, Marlin felt a rush of embarrassment. He was reluctant to share his lingering fears with the woman he loved.
Moreover, it had always been Norah who came to his rescue.
“I’m trying to overcome it.”
Yet, the fear remained—a dark shadow in his mind. The only part of his memory that had faded was Norah’s face.
Once he realized Norah was the one who had saved him, he dreamt of her that night, which restored his full memory. The images of blood, darkness, abuse, and captivity haunted him.
Five years had passed, but he still couldn’t conquer that fear. Norah, observing Marlin, understood what he was going through. She offered him another comforting pat on the shoulder.
“Those days are behind us. There’s nothing left to fear. The more you fear, the more you must face it. I believe in you.”
Courage wasn’t innate.
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