Tears really can wash away one's negative emotions.
She had answered her own question.
Faye Yardley gave a self-deprecating smile. 'Of course, my life isn't so easily taken either. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here, would I? I would've plummeted to my death at the bottom of that cliff long ago.'
'If one attempt fails, I'll make another. If two fail, I'll try a third, fourth, fifth, and sixth time!'
'I refuse to believe I can't kill her. Does she really have that many items?'
Her vulnerability lasted only a moment. Now, she was a warrior of steel once more.
Under Willow Yardley's worried gaze, Faye Yardley had already composed herself. She casually wiped away a tear and said, "I'm fine. You go get some rest."
Faye Yardley rinsed off, changed her clothes, and lay back on the bed. 'One failure is nothing. There's always a next time. Right now, I need to rest and build up my strength so I can improve myself more effectively.'
