Is it guilt?
Is it debt...
Or is it regret?
Or is it fear and unease.
She suddenly thought, maybe he is more afraid of her knowing the truth than she is, maybe he has always been desperately trying to make amends.
Having lost memories of the past, she might just be confused but forgot to think whether every day, every minute and every second he feels uneasy and fearful.
Alice Smith sighed softly, looking at the busy figure, the corner of her mouth gently curled into a smile.
She is still willing to believe, to believe that he loves her.
If not, how could that man who was supposed to be high and mighty be willing to guard by her side all day long with such an ordinary person, how could he carefully prepare breakfast for her every early morning, how could he carefully help her wear socks every night, how could he at this moment sweat profusely as her laborer...
Alice Smith gently lowered her eyes, suddenly feeling relieved.
