"I missed you..."
Annabelle Linton froze when she heard his words, and her shock was immediately replaced by endless coldness and disgust.
'Could you stop being so disgusting?'
She would rather he treat her with the same cold indifference as before than have him harbor any feelings for her.
Annabelle Linton scoffed and snapped, "Let go!"
"I won't!" Leona Grant's arms tightened around her, squeezing so hard Annabelle Linton could barely breathe. His eyes were bloodshot as he said, "I'm not letting go. If I let go, you'll leave. If you leave, you won't want me anymore. Annabelle Linton, don't do this to me. Don't abandon me, okay? You can hit me, you can curse me—anything. Just please, don't abandon me. I'm in so much pain..."
Leona Grant held her, savoring the fleeting moment he had her in his arms.
Even though her body was cold in his embrace, devoid of any warmth, he still wanted to hold on.
