Rebirth: Love me Again

Chapter 120 A New Beginning

[EVE]

I started eating, the flavors soothed me, and the food felt like it was warming me from the inside out.

The soft smile that lingered on Cole's face never left, a quiet, almost imperceptible expression that stayed with him from start to finish.

It made me wonder—was there something amusing about this moment? Something I wasn't seeing?

I unconsciously brushed the side of my lips, the motion almost instinctive, as if I were searching for some hidden meaning behind his smile. Maybe there was a trace of porridge, or perhaps a speck of food lodged there, something I hadn't noticed.

Cole just stood there, watching me eat with a gentleness I wasn't used to seeing. For once, his gaze wasn't distant or guarded—it was steady, almost protective, and somehow, it made me conscious.

It would take some time before I could get used to him like this.

I didn't say a word, and he didn't leave, just standing there, quietly ensuring I had everything I needed.

"Did you eat?" I asked, breaking the silence between us at last.

"I did."

My eyes narrowed slightly, sensing something odd in his calm tone. "Shouldn't you be somewhere else right now? I'm fine so you can go."

The moment the words slipped from my lips, a knot twisted in my stomach. I immediately regretted speaking them.

Why did I ask that? Why did I even let myself care about where he was?

It wasn't like me to show any concern for his presence, especially after everything that had happened between us.

"I'm content here . . . by your side."

". . ."

The way he said it, so quietly and with a softness I hadn't expected, made me pause. There was something in his words, something deeper.

Good.

Why did it feel like something had broken inside me, even though this was what I'd wanted for so long?

Cole stood there for a moment, his gaze intense yet soft, as though he was gathering the courage to say something he'd been holding inside for a long time.

"I want to take this chance," he said, his voice steady but filled with a quiet resolve, "to start fresh. To be different. I know I've hurt you, and I've done things I'm not proud of. But I won't ask you to forgive me right now. I just want to show you that I can be someone who cares—someone you can rely on. Not as . . . what we were before, but as someone you can trust again."

I blinked, stunned by his words.

And just when I thought he had finally given up, he turned and made a beeline for his next move.

Was he serious?

It felt as though everything I thought I knew about Cole was being upended, and the man standing before me was a completely different person altogether.

What was happening here?

What exactly was he planning?

I was so confused, that I couldn't process anything.

"I won't push for anything," he continued, his voice quieter now, almost vulnerable. "We'll start as strangers. Maybe that's what we need. And I'll work my way back. I won't rush it. I'll be there for you, not as someone you used to know, but as someone you can eventually call a friend—if that's something you'll allow."

The sincerity in his eyes was almost too much to process.

Was this really Cole? The cold, distant person I'd spent years resenting? The one I thought I'd never forgive?

But here he was, offering me something I hadn't expected from him.

I stood frozen, unable to speak for a moment. I'd always thought he was incapable of change.

But his words, the way he was looking at me now . . . it was like he was offering me a path forward, a chance for something I never thought I would have with him: a new beginning.

For the first time in so long, I found myself questioning everything—wondering if I should let myself believe in him again . . . if I should let him back into my life, a second chance I wasn't sure I was ready to give.