She couldn't bring herself to hurt the kindness of others.
Even if that kindness was from Philip Shaw.
Perhaps she was truly self-destructive, masochistic by nature, knowing full well that this man before her was the one who had hurt her deeply, yet seeing his sorrowful expression, she unexpectedly began to feel compassion.
She sat there exhausted, her face growing pale, her demeanor lonely and somewhat bleak.
Philip Shaw turned around to look at her, seeing her weary appearance, he moved his lips, wanting to ask her, is it just leaving me that makes you so tired?
He felt extremely sad inside, not knowing whom to blame, perhaps Aldana Candi was not at fault, it was he who was at fault. He no longer remembered what he had done to her, but for her, the pain remained, after all, he was the one who had lost his memory, not her.
He looked at her, his eyes bearing some sorrow, slowly lowered his head.
"...Then I'll be leaving."
