She felt someone was grabbing her heart so tightly that she couldn't breathe.
Seeing Edie's sobbing silently, Donald felt deeply painful and guilty.
He wanted to touch her face and wipe her tears,
He didn't know whether she cried before when she dated him. But as far as he could remember, she never cried so hard, like today. She had always been tough like multiflora rose with thorns. She laughed, cursed, and got angry. But she never cried.
He didn't like her crying, for other men, or for him.
He controlled his emotion, "It's not your business."
"Please stop. I am really happy now. Could you take the therapy? Joanna must still wait for you there."
Edie begged him.
Karen wanted to tell her something, but he didn't say a word finally.
He didn't know to hear from Joanna for quite a long time. He didn't even know whether she was still alive.
If Donald couldn't let Edie go, he would torture everyone, including him and others related to him.
