Lathel suddenly stopped walking, turned around, glanced at her, sighed, and said: "Arine, I need time to accept this, but... maybe we can still be friends."
Having finished speaking, he did not wait for Arine to answer before turning around and leaving.
Seeing Lathel disappear, Arine cried... She cried fiercely; her tears flowed like rain, and her eyes were bloodshot. She also felt a sharp pain inside, as if her heart had been broken.
"Lathel… why? Why can't you accept me?"
*Sigh* A sigh rang out, and a white figure appeared next to Arine.
"Arine, do you really like him?" The white figure spoke up.
Arine did not turn her head to look at that person, nor was she surprised when that person appeared here. She just nodded slightly: "Yes, I did everything to meet him; in the end... what I received in return was only indifference."
"What… should I do?"
