A lifetime isn't long, it really isn't. And all he wanted was to spend it with her. Was that so wrong?
Hah.
Perhaps it was never a question of right or wrong. It was simply that her heart didn't belong to him.
If someone doesn't love you, even if you were to rip your heart out for them to see, they wouldn't be moved. They'd just be disgusted by the gore.
'Annabelle Linton, you keep saying he's just your friend, just your friend. You have so many friends, so how come you didn't marry one of them?'
'The truth is, you've been in love with him for a long time. That's why you're so desperate to leave me and be with him. I'm just a roadblock in your path, aren't I?'
'It was me who ruined your romance, wasn't it?'
A dejected shimmer clouded Leona Grant's eyes as he looked at her sadly. "Annabelle Linton, what am I to you, really? We've been together for so long. Have you ever even cared about me?"
"..." Annabelle Linton suddenly felt completely drained.
