She knew Evelyn didn't despise her; she even loved her like before.
It's just...she and Alex were not suitable for each other.
Norris squatted on the ground, holding the box of pastries, and sobbed. The pressure of reality weighed heavily on her, and her own emotions were as insignificant as an ant, easily crushed and shattered.
Norris returned to her apartment and put the box of pastries in the fridge.
Outside the window, the sun had set. Norris went to the window to catch the breeze, looking down at the ring in her palm.
Should she give it back to him?
Just imagining Alex's expression, she couldn't... she couldn't bear to.
How much sincerity must one person give to exchange for another person's equal affection?
Perhaps it's impossible in a lifetime.
She could never reach the extent of how much Alex loved her.
But she couldn't bear to see the loving Alex sad and heartbroken anymore.
