Finally, Andrea agreed with my decision. This is hard for me, but we had no choice anymore. In order to move forward, both of us must forget the past.
Past that would always hunt us if we choose to stay in here.
Lisandro wouldn't be stop by anyone else. Whatever he wanted to do. Anything he wished won't be waned.
There would be a greater chance of seeing him at the same place coincidentally.
When that thing happened, it would be difficult for me to forgive him. I would never let someone tear my heart once again.
As soon as we talked about moving out from this house, Andrea asked me to help her pack all her belongings.
The entire moment I was wearing a genuine smile as I took her favorite back pack and put the things she usually used every little seconds.
She was then looking at me with guilt on her eyes.
I wasn't sure why, but it doesn't matter anymore. As long as she would come with me whenever, nothing is impossible.
