It's been a day.
From the moment he stormed off yesterday until now, it's been almost a whole day. He and Dong Xin Yan have, as she wished, not seen each other, and they haven't even contacted each other at all.
When he left yesterday, he was really angry. Every word Dong Xin Yan said was like an invisible blade, stabbing deeply into his heart.
It dragged him from the pinnacle of ecstasy down to rock bottom in an instant. Even darker than despair, it was in that moment that he realized.
That his assumptions were so laughable.
That his love for her, to her, was such a heavy burden.
All he did was love her, care about her, and yet that was wrong too.
No one could understand the extent to which he was hurt at that moment.
