Annette's tone was calm. "When I was young, I couldn't figure out why my father didn't like me even though I didn't do anything wrong. As I grew up, I finally understood. The so-called fate was just an excuse for those who had lost their courage. Kyle, stop complaining. It has happened already. You should not give up on yourself, but try to stand up again. Life is long. Do you want to give up from now on?"
Kyle looked at her with despair in his eyes. "What else can I do with this broken leg?"
"You can do whatever you want."
"I want time to go back. I want you to come back to me," Kyle said as his tears streamed down.
Annette sighed, "Do you think you will be happy if you marry me?"
