Albert kissed for a while, noticed something amiss, and released her, his eyes fixed on her face, as if trying to discern something.
She didn't struggle.
Previously, whenever he touched her, she would fiercely resist, leaving them both bruised and battered, but this time she didn't, and there was no emotion; her eyes were calm, seemingly numb, with no feelings for him at all.
Albert's heart felt like it was gripped and twisted by a ghostly hand, his breathing deepened, his blue eyes profound, "Victoria, look at me."
Victoria blinked and her gaze landed on Albert's face, her eyes calm.
Albert's heart ached, his chest throbbed with pain every breath, his trembling fingers cupped Victoria's face, "Are you still willing to be with me? What if I say...let's reconcile, are you willing?"
"No." Victoria didn't hesitate for a moment.
Her decisiveness made Albert's fingertips tremble slightly, "You don't have to answer me right now..."
