Evis slipped her hand into Harry's embrace, gliding beneath his clothing until it found his throbbing desire. The stark contrast of her cool touch against his heated flesh sent shivers down their spines, their hearts racing in anticipation. In the softly lit room, an electrifying wave of sensuality enveloped them, causing their breaths to catch in their throats.

"Harry...Do you love me now?" Asked Evis, her heated breath hitting the sides of Harry's neck,

He gulped, then asked, "Why does love matter at this moment?" He just wanted to change the subject,

Evis closed her eyes..."So you lost our memories together, forever?" Her heart was beating like a drum, and Harry could distinctly feel it.

He was silent for a moment, until he sighed, a sigh that was more impactful than a verbal answer, Evis couldn't help it as the tears streamed down her eyes and into Harry's neck, she was above him after all,

"So...was the wait I have been going through, all the sacri–," Her voice choaked so horribly, her whole world was breaking down, Yet, sh stopped it at that and just closed her eyes, holding the tears in, she tried to stand up and get out of his embrace,

stumblingly, she rose,

yet, a small hand rested on her waist, keeping her attached to him,

"Why...Harry, why don't you speak anything?" She sniffed as she looked at Harry, her heart clenching with disbelief as a calm and serene hardy looked back at her, unphased by her crying and sobs,

He brought his face near her's, his lips parted and they linked with Evis', the soft lips chewing on each other for a fleeting second before Harry's tongue invaded her mouth,

She could have resisted, but she didn't, and the tongue went in, moving around and fighting her tongue, there was no sensuality...no pleasure.

The atmosphere that was charged with sensuality now just seemed like an indifferent experiment,

Evis' Eyes widened, Why?

Why was this happening?!

Yet, he didn't leave the kiss and continued, even he felt horrible with this forced kiss, but he didn't stop

He didn't like it but he didn't stop, his kiss turned deeper and he started needing a breath, she wanted some desperately too,

But he didn't stop, he continued his kiss, till the soft lips started feeling menacing and dangerous, Any other woman would have bit his tongue to escape but not Evis,

She endured.

He didn't stop his kiss, and his body started having breath issues, luckily, his stamina was too high, he could stay breathless for atleast an hour.

His Body would work with itself until then and keep him alive, not perfectly that might be.

As their lips remained locked in a passionate kiss, neither of them could break away, their shared breathlessness intensifying the moment. Enhanced by their heightened senses, they were acutely aware of the conflicting emotions coursing through their bodies.

Deep down, they both despised this kiss, understanding all too well the anguish that comes from gazing into the eyes of someone who once cherished them, only to be met with a gaze that now held them at arm's length, like a stranger. The pain of such a realization weighed heavily upon their hearts, casting a shadow over their intimate connection.

They both knew the pain of a loved one's memory-loss, But that didn't matter, now all that mattered was this kiss, the kiss that was bitter yet healing to the soul,

Harry could acutely feel her emotions, the anger, the frustration, the sense of betrayal at the fact that he who had once loved her didn't even care about her enough to make their time together into a memory crystal...Was those times that insignificant?

Then why was it that the whole two centuries she spent as a bird trapped in a cage...she only had those moments to keep her sane?

Those moments...they were her everything.

Only Harry stood above them, even her own life was meaningless as long as...as long as he so much as asked her to die!

But...was this all meaningless and worthless to his eyes?, She had stood with him when he was in pain, in hunger and in struggles...she had even witnessed his body freezing itself as if stopped from time itself, she had seen it crumbling to dust,

Was the smile just before his death, not one meant to console her grieving heart?

Did he...hate her?

She didn't know but every emotions swirled around her, her world was spinning, she was breathless. She hated the kiss.

Yet she didn't break it off, she didn't push him,

She didn't scream, she didn't pursue the facts, she just died. Her emotions suddenly got overwhelmed by self protection instincts and her world view changed,

'Yeah, I just have to listen to everything Harry says, that is my purpose, my reason for existing, I don't have to care for anything...I will do what he says and when it's enough...just go and...die somewhere in a ditch....'

Her mind was dead, and Harry could see it,

The innocent and naive vibrant yet colourful span of emotions were dead, she seemed like a fallen angel, from one extreme, she turned into another, but that...was not what he wanted.

Harry chuckled, His sound ringing dully across the room as he left the kiss, his tongue slid out and his lips parted from hers, a connection of saliva that connected them broke halfway as they moved away from each other,

"Evis...No, Aunt." Harry called, his electrifying voice carrying an underlying motive as it slithered into her dead soul,

Evis looked at him, too incapable of voice at this moment, she just nodded him to continue,

He smiled, like a devious little devil as he reached his hands for a pat, slightly patting her head, he questioned, "Do you know how hard it is to control my strength and do all that I did with you without hurting you in the slightest?'

"No...I...I don't know." She said, her soft voice lacking its previous vibrancy and life, lacking hope for a better future, and he acutely noted it.

His heart shook, it was really hard to keep his emotions at check and manipulate a woman he so desired and already acknowledged as a part of himself, he never even believed he could do that,

But maybe, when it was for their own sake that he was doing it, it seemed like a meaningful sacrifice.

Maybe one day, he could talk about how he manipulated her to herself, with a bunch of people laughing alongside her.

"So you don't know how hard that was to do?"

Harry asked, again, his voice sounding fierce and questioning.

"I..." Evis fearfully tried to speak, incapable of thought as the world was still spinning, it was all around the place, the only thing clear was Harry,

He was keeping her sane.

Like how an addict remains sane with the use of drugs at a point rather than the unused moments.

He didn't give her time, his heart still beating with trepidation, he said, face straight as ever, "Do you know to what kind of woman I go to all that length for, trying not to harm them at all cost and then showing them that I'm quite inexperienced as a kisser?"

"I... don't."

She was the only woman she had ever seen around Harry for the whole three years of their unforgettable relationship.

So how could she know?

"Do you know my favourite... colour?"

"You don't have one."

"My... weakness?"

Silent for a moment, Evis replied, "....Me."

Harry blinked, that was out of the script, if he said no, she will be hurt, if he said yes, the whole charade would be meaningless,

"Not yet." Harry said,

"I know you met me of a different time at a different position and fell deeply in love with...him" Pausing, he continued, his voice sinking into space like it did to heart, "But that...my girl, I have no memory or reason to care."

Evis didn't speak, infact, she didn't even cry.

"But know one thing, the current me, who doesn't have any memories of us together, cares for you more deeply than the old me did, and I believe I shall give you a far better life than one lived in solitude." He said and looked at her,

Before adding, "But let me tell you, you never knew me as me, we are starting from zero, as an aunt and nephew more than lovers...do you still want our relationship?"

Evis as expected from him, didn't speak.

There was a thing about human mind, it always refused to do the harder things when finding solace.

When both provided the same ends, even though with different prospects,

Where in this scenario, a sane mind.

every brain tends to focus on ease of action

And more than ever, Evis needed rest now, now was not a time where she will or could agree to have a relationship or deal with whatever this messy situation was...

And he knew it,

So he moved his lips, sealing her mouth again as both of them started moving their tongues,

This kiss was equally hated by both, but this one contained a choice,

A choice that can allow a destiny to be changed.

"Aunt...Be my woman, I know you feel like you are going the wrong path, but the clone told me something..." His words lingered, capturing her attention,

"What did he say?" she asked, missing still the fact that it was just a clone.

He chuckled and repeated, in the exact same tone that he had said, "our goal is for now to awaken. If you do that, every timeline should converge, all mysteries should be unraveled... Fate shall be in our grasp."

And chuckled, adding his thoughts, "If I'm correct, once I reach Awakening, all timelines and all memories and all Me-s should fuse, and I shall have your cherished memories back too..."

This was it, break a hope.

Give a second choice, which they will be reluctant to accept in their hopeless state.

And throw a possible hope, And Bam.

Evis's Eyes brightened like a torch as she exclaimed, "Really?!"

"Have I ever lied to you?"

"...You have lied by omission."

"Ugh, that's a one time thing and it was not even me..."

"Fufu, don't worry though, with all the effort you put in this particular day...I'm amazed you even stressfully explained..."

"Eh?"

"Of course, I have a different side to myself too...I acted like that old and very naive me in belief that you might hate a changed me but well...I guess people change, but the thing that's important is more adaptability than understanding, and I for one, survived off of that capability for two centuries...in wait for you." Sh said with a still puffy eyes, watching people change were not as easy as she boasted after all, and she was not that far from the naive girl either...

Harry Chuckled, "So shall we do it?"

"Why not?"

it has been too emotional after all,

Harry's hands slid through her clothes and touched her sacredness, "it's...so wet aunt..."

"I guess your desperate attempt to own me worked..." mmh~

"But I can't pleasure you though...my strength control is shit now," Harry added, he was already tired after controlling his body with all that struggling,

He only had 7 stamina remaining.

He was sweaty as hell.

and she too was covered in sweat, his sweat.

"No problem, you worked hard to convince me, even though I still have a bit of reluctance...that's in the end meaningless, as long as you reach Awakening, it shall all be out in the right place,"

Harry blinked, Well she needed more conquering, anyway woman were never a one day conquerable slaves in the first place.𝗯𝐞𝐝𝗻𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥.𝐜𝗼𝐦