"Rafayel, do you trust me?" I'm asking as we're cuddling on his big yellow sofa after we didn't see each other for a while now. I returned safely from the dangerous part of Linkon that is controlled by Onychinus and after that my beloved boyfriend was occupied with exhibitions and I hunted down wanderers one after another.

"What? Where's this coming from, cutie?" he looks at me, surprised.

"Because you never state what you want or what you feel. You never said that you love me. You always hide it behind silly behavior, and you come up with some reasons to see me, instead of just saying you want to spend time with me." I answer honestly, finally revealing the thoughts that trouble me since I've been back from Sylus and the N109 zone. The darkness that lingered on me since I left that unruly place.

"I have to force it out of you nearly every time, regardless if it's words or physical affection. Gods, I even have to use that special perfume if I want to have more than some innocent kisses."

Rafayel blushes crimson red at the last sentence but waiting for me to finish my speak.

"So I'm asking myself if you really trust me, because sometimes I have the feeling you're not fully honest with me."

His eyes widen, unsure what's happening right now. And I continue, like a dam that has broken the words bubbling out of my mouth.

"Ever since I came back from the N109 Zone, I keep getting these strange dreams. Once I had the one with that sea witch. You stated it wasn't real. And I believed you. ... but recently there are more Rafayel! I dreamt of you in an endless desert, wearing a purple and black leather garment. And in some we are again underwater and people addressing you as Sea God. You even wear some really weird clothes."

Exhausted, I pause for a second, observing the expression on the face of my boyfriend, who is unusually silent. Even if he says nothing, his eyes speak so much more. He turns his head, avoiding my gaze, but I catch the sadness in his eyes, and something I couldn't recognize.

And I know what's now to come, he taught me this the day after our visit at the black market. Even if he may not lie to me, I won't get the truth either. And this is fueling my anger more than anything else. Rafayel is hiding something from me, and I'm so done with this. And before he can come up with an evasive comment, I shut him down.

"Don't dare to hide now, Rafayel!" I force him back to look at me as the mark on his chest is glowing up with my order. I hate to use this on him, but I won't let him off the hook this time.

I retort his startled gaze and cup his face with both of my hands. "Don't let me force it out of you, my love. I always thought that all this talking about me forgetting you or leaving you alone is some sort of ... don't know... just some unusual clinginess of you."

I kiss him gently on his lips, showing him that I love him, even if I'm seriously upset right now.

"But it isn't right?" I continue gently „the day in that floral garden... is it true? Did I forget you once? In another past? ... please, tell me. I need to know!"

Rafayel breathes in heavily, apparently taken aback by my words. In his unique ocean eyes emotions swirling wild, the blue and pink in turmoil.

"My beloved..." he whispers quietly, before pulling me in his strong arms, kissing me so soft and gentle like never before.

Will I get my answers this time?