As he gazed at her cold yet beautiful face, memories of the past flooded his mind. He realized that their relationship lacked any sweetness, only his unrequited love and her aloofness. Perhaps, if there was even a small memory he could cherish, he would reconsider his feelings.
Recalling the moment, he embraced Narda in the hallway, and his lingering affection for Luke Huxley faded away.
"Luke Huxley, it's been over a year. I'm tired," she confessed, looking down with a sigh. It was unusual for her to engage in a normal conversation with him.
"I know I played a part in this marriage. If I had refused when Grandpa forced us to marry, we wouldn't be in this situation. I don't hold you responsible for the things that have happened between us," she continued.
Her words were surprisingly ca
