Isabella was crying, tears falling drop by drop onto her snow-white skin that he had just violated, as if reminding him of his evil deeds.
And those tear-filled eyes, looking at him, clearly reflected his discomposed appearance.
Quinn was momentarily stunned. Was the frenzied person in Isabella's eyes... really himself?
How could I... have lost control like this?
Quinn couldn't figure it out.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't understand how I had become like that.
Quinn sighed deeply, then gently approached Isabella, carefully kissing the tears off her face.
The tears were bitter, astringent, continuously seeping into Quinn's heart, causing his heart to experience an unprecedented sourness.
"I'm sorry," he said.
After saying sorry, Quinn quickly turned around and left.
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