Her gaze upon him was as cold as the thin ice in a frosty snowy landscape, her words piercing Adam Jones's heart once more with merciless force.
He would have rather she yell at him in rage than to see her treat him with such indifferent disdain.
That moment, he felt, if he truly angered her now, their relationship might reach a point of irreparable disarray.
With that thought, strength involuntarily drained from his hands, and Elly Campbell took advantage of this to break free, not looking back as she walked toward the curb. Just then, a taxi came by, she hailed it and got in without a moment of hesitation.
Adam Jones watched the car taking Elly Campbell farther and farther away, suddenly swept by a familiar pang in his heart.
"Even the strongest heart has its breaking point..."
The Old Lady's voice sounded by his side, pulling him back from that indescribable pain.
"Grandma..."
