Aldana Candi merely furrowed her brows slightly, exhausted, and then let him kiss her.
She truly wasn't thinking about anything.
So many things about her had disappeared along with those truths, such as hope, as well as the future.
The future seemed as far away as death, so unattainable.
It's as if she no longer had a future to speak of.
She, a disabled woman, doomed to spend her life in a wheelchair, a woman who couldn't even attend her friend's funeral.
She didn't know what to think about when she found herself daydreaming.
What was lost could never return, and the future seemed so hideous. Captured by Philip Shaw, she couldn't kill him to avenge herself, nor could she escape—she could only continue to live in humiliation.
Until one day Philip Shaw decided to let her go.
Such was the disheartening monotony of her days.
Norris Moore was gone, the person in this world who cared for her, who had helped her, had left.
