“What more do you want me to do?!” Dr. Luo’s eyes were red, as if asking Maggie or maybe herself. Maggie understood that she was at the peak of her distress and said nothing, merely holding her, letting her find her own calm.
Emily Luo was like a snail retreating into its shell, finding solace in what she believed was safety, trying to digest her sorrow. Maggie’s warm presence provided the comfort she needed, offering both physical and emotional reassurance, contrasting her past fears of getting hurt after deep emotional investments.
Fortunately, she didn’t let her emotions run wild; she quickly snapped out of her melancholy, much like she had just chased Qiqi away.
“Maggie, I’m sorry,” Dr. Luo turned to Maggie with a serious apology, “I don’t have the authority to decide not to pursue
