She was choking, sobbing softly, crying, almost out of breath. Even she herself didn't know how long she had been crying until a figure opened the bathroom door and pulled her into an embrace, gently saying, "Don't cry, Mabel, don't cry!"
"Wuwuwu... I'm sorry... Alice... I'm sorry..." At this moment, she seemed to still be trapped in that dream, that fear, that conflict, that helplessness, feelings so complex that only crying could express them.
He looked down, staring blankly at the person crying in his arms, lifted her up, and walked back to the bed. Her tears made his heart ache and left him at a loss.
Even if she could avoid mentioning the Conley Family in front of him, it didn't mean this matter was over for her. She said she would work hard to forget it, but how long would it take for her to truly forget?
She said she would marry him, that she would always stay by his side. Wasn't this what he wanted most? But seeing her in such pain, his heart was restless and uneasy.
