From the day she moved into the villa in Lema City to the day she moved out, it hadn't even been a year.
Yet, it felt as if a lifetime had passed.
He was high above, cold and aloof, possessing the most prominent identity and the coldest features, yet he was the one she couldn't have.
With one hand on her shoulder, and with the other tenderly caressing her soft, pale cheek, John Fame asked her, "Lissy, tell me... Let's say we discard Walter Smith, disregard Skye Turner, could we truly love each other?"
Love requires an investment from both sides; it should be mutual, it cannot be one-sided.
Liking someone who also likes you is the most wonderful thing.
"We can no longer go back."
At that moment, John didn't say anything; he just looked at her, his eyes filled with all the deep affection he had stored in his lifetime.
He wanted to dedicate everything he had to her without reserve.
It was too late for words now, he understood this principle.
