She had made her decision, choosing Milo. At least, in his eyes, that was the case. So why did he insist on demanding clarification?
Kylin said, “I find it meaningful, therefore it is.”
Lena bit her lip, gazing at him, unable to speak. She didn’t want to lie and tell him she didn’t love him, but now, where did she have the right to utter the word “love”?
“Is it that difficult to answer? One word for love, two for not love. If you can’t say ‘love,’ then just say one or two.” Kylin was determined to get an answer.
“Kylin...”
His finger pressed against her lips, his eyes burning into hers. “Before you answer, look into my eyes and speak from your heart. Don’t lie to me...”
“Can you... please stop asking...” Lena closed her eyes in anguish, her long lashes trembling, betraying her inner
