Crystal-clear teardrops welled up and spilled from her eye sockets like a curtain of water. Keira Leaf's chest inexplicably ached, and even she didn't understand why she was so sad.
"Whatever you want to do or don't want to do, just tell me. I won't force you, but please don't distance yourself from me, otherwise I'm afraid I might go crazy and hurt you." Joshua Sulliven tightly encircled her body, seemingly finding reassurance only this way.
Keira Leaf's tears couldn't be stopped, with a few drops falling on the back of his hand, burning hot.
Joshua Sulliven turned her to face him, gently cupping her small face, his gaze falling on her lips, cautiously covering them with his own.
Keira Leaf lowered her eyes as his cool breath drew nearer, yet she couldn't help but recall the scene of him entwined with Victoria Carter back then. Before his lips could land, she instinctively pushed him away and turned to say, "It's late, let's sleep."
