"Kevin, all we want is to help you. When you thought Abigail Summer was dead, you could keep Sophia Young, who closely resembled her voice, by your side as a memento. Similarly, why can't you now?" Oliver Hilton stood up and said to the man who was about to leave.
Kevin Cliff stopped in his tracks, glanced sideways, and gave a cold answer, "Because they're not the same!"
Although neither could replace the other, he was very clear about who was who and what their respective places should be.
This girl looked about seventy percent like her, but her flowing hair wasn't as soft and silky, her skin wasn't as smooth, and most importantly, her eyes didn't have her purity and clarity.
Even if he couldn't forget, he refused to settle, even if it took a lifetime!
"Then tell me, it's been four years; are you still not giving up?" I originally thought that Abigail Summer coming back to life would make him happier, but instead, he carried another trauma back with him.
