Yu Zhen's rigid grip on her loosened, his concerned expression morphing into disbelief. He could only stare at her and nothing more, unsure of what to say from there.
A lump formed in her throat as prickling pain spread through her chest. It was as if someone was twisting a knife deep into her heart, her eyes burning with remorse.
'Telling him the truth was the worst decision I could've ever made,' she scolded herself, backing away from him, hugging her elbows. She shook her head and chided herself for being foolish. This was the exact outcome that she had predicted. He would think of her as less than him now. He was never going to look at her the same way—ever again.
