"There's no one in this world who can have both the fish and the bear's paw, Antony. Just admit it!"
"You're just unwilling to accept it."
"What about you? You know very well my state of mind right now and what I want. You see through my ambitions so clearly. Why do you still stay by my side?"
Antony harshly questioned Sandra.
This series of counter-questions left Sandra somewhat lost. Why indeed?
Was it for love?
Forget it. If the word love were used on them, it would be an absolute waste.
Where was the love between her and Antony? It was nothing more than their unwillingness to part after being accustomed to each other's presence over the years.
Staying together was out of unwillingness. Letting go was also out of unwillingness. Even helping each other was out of unwillingness.
"Because I'm blind."
Sandra looked at Antony and spoke with each sentence.
If it weren't for her blindness, would it be for love?
"Sandra," Antony yelled at her in anger when he heard this.
