Is hatred really all that's left between them, with love completely vanished?
She couldn't accept it. No way!
Taking a deep breath, she looked at him defiantly:
"Albert, if you don't want me around, just say the word. I won't stick around. But do you really have to humiliate me like this? Were all those wonderful memories just a sham?"
Albert flicked his lighter, igniting a cigarette that he let smolder untouched.
As the smoke curled upwards, he narrowed his eyes, lost in thought.
Seeing Sidaili stirred an unexpected memory of our first encounter.
Back then, I was the same—scared but stubbornly talking to him.
Like a feisty kitten, fiercely defending its turf.
It was odd, considering he kept me around because I reminded him of Sidaili.
Yet now, looking at Sidaili, he thought of m
