[Ellie's P.O.V.]
"Anton, it's not that I don't want to forgive you-"
Before I could finish my sentence, Anton interrupted me. "I know. I just want you to know that my intentions are true and sincere. Take your time to respond."
I didn't say anything else, simply wishing that this car could go faster. Fortunately, the journey was smooth and the car soon entered Anton's apartment garage.
As I stepped onto the familiar path, the scenes from that day replayed in my mind again. Anton's cold eyes pierced through my heart and I suddenly clutched my chest.
What was going on? Why was I still feeling so hurt after all this time?
"What's wrong? Ellie? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" asked Anton considerately as he held my shoulder.
The pain didn't last long. I stood there for a while, and once the feeling was gone, I straightened my back and shook my head. "I'm fine."
