It seemed that the one who couldn't let go was him, not her.
As for this marriage, there was no longer a definitive answer to whether it was right or wrong.
Jim Fame stood up and let out a long sigh. "Since Lissy has said so, there's nothing left for a worn-out old man like me to hold on to."
Lissy shook slightly, a detail that John caught.
"John," Jim Fame suddenly ordered, "come to my study room."
Lissy and John looked up at the same time.
Jim Fame had already turned and started walking towards his study room.
John paused slightly, then stood up and followed him.
Lissy sat alone in the living room, staring at the light as bright as daylight until her eyes blurred.
She blinked hard and weakly leaned against the couch, rubbing her temples.
In the study room.
When John entered, Jim Fame had his back to him, standing right in the middle of the room.
Hearing the door, Jim Fame turned around.
"Grandpa, what is it?"
