Tara Summer hurriedly shook her head, her eyes misted over, "Liam Yancey, you can't, you really can't, you... um..."
The man abruptly bent down, forcefully sealing her lips with a kiss. Tara trembled slightly, but soon closed her eyes. The moment her eyelashes brushed against one another, the tears held at bay finally fell down her cheeks.
Her heart was throbbing with pain. She had promised not to cry anymore, she had promised...
After god knows how long, Liam finally let her go, staring at her slightly swollen lips, his long, strong fingers gently caressing them.
"If you don't want anything to happen to me, then you have to fight too. You have to live." His voice was hoarse and cracked, like a shattered silk painting.
Tara leaned against him, her eyes still closed, and lightly, but firmly, nodded. "I will, I will definitely live strongly..."
After saying this, she tightly hugged his waist, letting her tears flow silently.
