Is this the end? There was a faint smile on her face.
She thought about the things that she hadn't had the chance to do, the words she hadn't had the opportunity to say. She saw the familiar face becoming more and more clear in her head. The gentleness between his eyebrows, the affection in his eyes, she could see it so clearly.
I have to go now. I'm sorry, I have to leave you. I love you, Spencer. I hope I can meet your next life and love you again. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Bang" The door was pushed open by a fierce force.
"Stop!" Spencer screamed as he rushed in to see Mr. Keating with a knife in his hand, and Nathalia was lying on the floor unconscious. He felt as if the knife had stabbed into his heart. It ached terribly. Without hesitation, he ran to Nathalia, embraced her in his arms, with his back facing Dr. Keating and his knife.
