John Fame's face changed color, yet he couldn't help but stand up and turn to walk out of the room.
Lissy Lock scooped a spoon of corn into her mouth and chewed it slowly, her head down, not looking at him.
She waited for him, forced him to come with this extreme method, but... She still lost.
What she wanted from John Fame was just this outcome.
A year... Three hundred and sixty-five days, was like an eternity to her.
Not having eaten for so long, she chewed very slowly. When she swallowed, her throat was choked.
A tear somehow fell onto the back of her hand.
Lissy Lock seemed not to have noticed, she kept eating mechanically.
She was actually always helpless, but she kept trying to prove that she could control her own life.
But meeting John Fame marked the beginning of her life not being under her own control.
Neither her body nor her heart was under her control.
John Fame just walked out of the room without turning back, while the butler stood outside all this while.
