Through the car window, Keyla looked at the man who stood there while braving the cold wind. She knew that it wasn't her who was this man who was willing to stand there while braving the cold wind, but Amelie.
After the car drove away, Chaim turned back, he still had work to do.
In the back seat of the quiet car, the front fender was pulled tight, forming a very private space.
In Keyla's mind, there were many things that echoed. For example, the words she said to scold Amelie today, the words that went into her bones and went out of bounds.
"Amelie, do you really not hate me at all?" Keyla's voice sounded out curiously.
"Why should I hate you?" Amelie asked with a light smile.
"I said a lot of things that I couldn't bear to hear to you. Those words, if it were me, I wouldn't be able
