"Stella."
Finn couldn't listen anymore and interrupted her with a deep voice.
"What, you can't stand it now? When you did those things to me, why didn't you feel displeased?"
Stella snorted, "Later, make it clear in front of my mom. After that, the two of us will go our separate ways, no longer related at all. I won't like you anymore; I'll have my own life."
Stella stopped talking and focused on driving, not wanting to give Finn a glance again.
Initially, on the way home earlier, Finn thought of many things to say.
He wanted to talk sincerely with her,
But now it seems there's no need anymore.
Forget it; life isn't smooth sailing, nor can you always get what you want.
Just a woman.
As he thought about this, he felt a faint pain in his heart.
A swelling, uncomfortable feeling.
He rubbed his chest, stayed silent, and just turned to look out the window.
When faced with affection that isn't reciprocated, there's no reason for him to persist.
