Skye Turner also held his hand back. She didn't have much strength, her voice could only be very weak, but she knew that John Fame was listening carefully, and that was enough.
"John, we've been together for so many years. I'm not the same little girl I was then, and you're not the same either, we've both changed a lot. The old me used to be jealous, would sulk, would go cold on you for a year because you married Nova, and would make a scene because you wanted to marry Lissy Lock. Looking back, I feel I was so childish."
She looked at him, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears: "Maybe it's because I was too impulsive when I was young. In Paris, alone, I realized a lot. John, what's the use of me being mad at you? Not only were you tortured, but I was also miserable. All I want, all I need, is just to be with you, to be able to see you when I wake up every day, to see you when I eat, to send you off to work and wait for you to come home..."
