However, she didn't want to put whatever little self-esteem and pride she had left beneath his feet to be trampled upon, spending her days trying to please this man.
She didn't want that.
Perhaps, up until now, she had indeed debased herself to the extreme. It might seem unnecessary to act virtuous at this moment when she was not in love. Before falling in love, she could be shameless and brazen, but once she fell in love, she just couldn't do it anymore.
That's why she wanted to leave, just as her grandfather had said, to keep the memories of this man in her heart, whether she loved him or not. Then, one day in the future, she could proudly stand in front of him.
Yes, proudly.
When her grandfather had used that word, it had once pained her, for it was a constant reminder of how she had crawled into that man's bed, regardless of her reasons or initial intentions, and could not change that undeniable fact.
