His love, from beginning to end, was a castle in the air, just his own fantasy, his own revelry. The deeper he loved, the more frantically he hated.
Who could be blamed for this?
Liam Summer lifted Aldana Candi from the bed; she was light, as if a feather.
He gazed into her fair and delicate face, and spoke softly: "But she has always been without fault. Whether you hate her or blame her, she is the most innocent among the three of us. You should not blame your unfulfilled desires on her."
Steven Balance stood there in a daze; the words from Liam Summer seemed to dissect his heart hidden in deep shadows completely. He had a fleeting thought to kill and destroy evidence. He even subconsciously glanced at the doorway, as if to see if anyone heard Liam Summer's words.
—Those unspeakable, almost unbelievable, tangled, soft emotions, entangled in his heart, leaving him angry and in pain.
Were all noticed by another person.
