After that sentence.
The silence was heartbreaking.
In the adult world, countless trade-off decisions are made. People unconsciously look at things from the perspective that is most advantageous to them. It seems to be a mental instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm. Purity is just a childish fantasy.
Yvonne Finley was silent for a while.
Her eyes trembled slightly, as if there was a moment of confusion. Her heart felt hollow. She tried to grasp some emotions, but there were none. She kept guessing, what is this thing called affection supposed to look like?
She believed she liked Caleb Baker.
But when she tries to put it into words, she can't pinpoint it.
"Can we turn on the lights? I want to see you." Yvonne Finley tiptoed, hugged his neck, and looked for his lips in the dark: "Caleb——"
This was the first time she called him that way.
Her soft voice almost drowned him.
