Daniel Cooper was silent for a long time, then slowly squatted down in front of her, held her still icy-cold fingers in the summer, looked deeply into her eyes, and asked, "Amy, do you really want to break up with me?"
Amelia did not pull back her hand, but leaned her head against the chair, closed her eyes, and smiled silently, "Breaking up now is better than ending up with nothing in the future and embarrassing each other."
Today, she didn't say harsher words to Julian Cooper; just leaving abruptly was already her limit of patience.
If there is a next time, facing Julian Cooper's unabashed humiliation, she can't guarantee what she might do.
The man's finger gently stroked her cheek, carrying her familiar tenderness, his voice as gentle as ever, "Even if you still love me in your heart?"
Amelia opened her eyes and smiled faintly, "Do you think I still love you?"
"Yes, you love me."
