"… But what makes me sicker is your concern for Raka. I am very angry. I'm angry because you care too much for Raka and it hurts my heart!" Aiden said.
From Aiden's words, Anya just understood how hurt Aiden was when he saw her with Raka. Her eyes got wet again at the thought.
"Aiden, I have no intention of hurting you." Her throat caught as she said that. She had no intention of hurting Aiden. She was too stupid to act without thinking first.
"Now you know how much sadness I feel, right? In your heart, I can't be compared to Raka. I'll never be able to replace him." Aiden said calmly, but his face was tense and cold. No tenderness like usual. There was no affection in his gaze. His eyes were cold as if pain had frozen all of his feelings…
"No. It's not like that." Tears started rolling down Anya's face, "I care about you. You are a thousand times more important than him."
