"That's right," Roxus replied. "It's just that I've decided never to get married," she continued.
Cecilia's face froze. The wind blew gently. Nobody spoke for a few seconds of silence.
Roxus fiddled with her teacup on the saucer and subconsciously turned her head towards Lucifer's back far away on the other side of the garden. "The person I love decides to abandon his identity, power and influence, and everything he has to achieve the goals he pursues. A person like me shouldn't be a hindrance to what he wants or become his weaknesses," Roxus explained.
"...But at the same time, after he reaches his goal one day, when he has nothing to chase or a home to return to, I want to be by his side as a good friend and be able to help him fill all the gaps he created," Roxus continued in a voice that was so warm.
Again, a silence struck them. Even so, the warmth that made an impression of Roxus' words still felt between them.
