John Fame stared unwaveringly at the woman, so many emotions raged in his eyes, yet all he could do was to let Lissy Lock go.
Lissy knew that she harbored so much hatred - hatred for John Fame, hatred for herself.
But at the same time, she also possessed immense love - love for him.
Sometimes, many of life's truths are realized unconsciously.
Like right now, silence is golden.
Neither of them spoke a word, Lissy just glanced at him.
John nodded slowly, his hand slid down to grip hers tightly, then gradually, slowly let go, his hands dropping to his sides.
He nodded again.
Lissy too, nodded.
A short distance away, but for John, it felt longer than a lifetime.
As the door gently closed, the door to Lissy's heart too, closed along with it.
From then on, with no love, no desire, no attachment, no longing, no hate, no pain.
The night was already deep.
Caspian Darcy looked at Skye Turner who was still waiting in vain, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.
