He nodded and said yes.
Love? Was this attitude really still love?
Skye Turner didn't want to delve into it. She turned her head, resting it in his arms, feeling safe at last.
Regardless, this time, she had absolutely won.
"I'm going home tonight," John Fame suddenly said, "I can't stay with you."
"Going... back to the villa in Lema City?"
"Yes."
Skye Turner was a bit upset, but she tolerated it: "Are you going... to see Lissy Lock?"
"You've been hurt and wronged, we can't just let this go. Some things that have been left muddled in the past, now is the time to settle them properly."
Skye wanted to ask more, but upon reconsideration, she simply nodded.
At this moment, it was better for her to say less; the more she said, the more mistakes she could make.
That evening, at the villa in Lema City.
Lissy Lock sat at the dinner table with no appetite at all.
She couldn't stomach anything just by looking at the food. It made her nauseous.
