He didn't want to think about whether his beloved Amanda Smith was still needed at this moment, perhaps it was a subconscious rejection. He just wanted to look towards a bright future, not thinking that a single step back at this moment might mean a deep abyss, never to recover.
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The food Samuel Johnson had sent over was quietly eaten by Amanda Smith.
She ate very little, she set down the oatmeal porridge after a few spoonfuls, and only drank half of the milk. Samuel Johnson looked at her slender wrists, his heart aching as he said, "Eat a little more."
"..." Amanda Smith paused for a moment, then slightly pursed her lips, took the half-drunk glass of milk, and continued drinking. She only had a few sips before she couldn't suppress the nausea in her throat any longer, and covered her mouth as she ran to the bathroom.
