Chapter 191 The Weightlessness of Human Selfishness (1/2)

He slept in late the next morning. Considering he was still injured, no one bothered to come and wake him up at a set time. He rose and washed his face in the basin before dressing. He could hear voices in the main room, but thanks to his lack of hearing couldn't make out what they were saying. Considering they were whispering though, it was pretty much guaranteed that they were talking about him.

”Morning,” Rassa said as he opened the door, finding his mother sitting at the dining table with Jane. They both turned to smile at him.

”Did you sleep well?” asked Anna.

Rassa nodded as Anna brought him a slice of bread and cheese for his breakfast, ”Fine, thanks”.

”And how are you feeling?”

”Better,” Rassa admitted.

There was silence before Anna asked cautiously, ”Do you remember…?”

”No, sorry,” Rassa said, ”But I'll keep trying. Maybe if I could get back into a normal routine again it would help”.

”Oh,” Anna said, ”Are you sure? You're still injured. We don't want to push you too-”

”Really, mum,” Rassa smiled, ”I'm fine”.

Anna and Jane looked at one another before Jane spoke up, ”If you're sure”.

Rassa nodded, ”I am”.

Jane nodded, ”About the wedding…don't feel pressured about it. I'm willing to wait until you do remember. It seems cruel to make you get married to me when you don't even remember falling in love with me”.

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She seemed quite sad to say this, but there was a kind of determination behind her gaze as well. Rassa leaned back in his chair as he met her eyes, ”Thanks, I appreciate it”.

He honestly wasn't that interested in marrying her either if he 'couldn't remember' how the relationship even began.

”Well, if you want to get back into a normal routine that's good,” Anna said, trying to move the conversation along from the topic that Jane clearly considered sensitive and Rassa did not, ”However, I don't think it's a good idea to get straight into working with your father again, the labour might be too much for you. How about you just return to the orchard for a few days?”

Rassa nodded, he wasn't really sure he'd be capable of the work his father did either. His head did feel like it had been injured, but it also seemed to be recovering quite quickly. He decided not the question it too much, no doubt it would ruin the illusion before him.

”Great, I'll take you there,” said Jane with a smile.

***

Unlike the day before when she'd showed him around, Jane didn't attempt to hold his hand. It was clear she wanted to by the way she fidgeted, but she didn't reach out to take it, clearly wanting him to be comfortable. He appreciated that. It felt like he had more under his own control, a quality he'd severely lacked over the years thanks to his imprisonment.

Thankfully, the routine of the Orchard work was familiar to him. Every now and then he would chat with Jane who never strayed too far from his side. At first it felt strange and unnerving. But the longer her presence was there, the more comfortable he became. After all, his hesitation had stemmed half from the knowledge that this place was an illusion or dream of some kind, and half from the knowledge that he'd pushed her away. He'd thrown away this relationship before it had had any chance of developing. He'd always been scared of facing her again, unsure how she would react to seeing him. In all honesty he was unsure of how he would react. Would he be relieved to see her? Or would he be angry at the prospect that his efforts to push her away from his dangerous life had been for nought?

Still, now none of that seemed to matter. At the end of the day, they were working near each other as just two adults who had been friends as children. While a small part of Rassa always wanted to remind him that this place was not real, the larger part of him, the part that had never desired the fate he'd been given, that part got comfortable and accepted what was.

At the end of the day, he returned home more tired than usual, but he stayed up long enough to see his father again.