All these people smiling in the photo were people Fil treated with great care. They were the people she let in her heart and life, doing everything for them with genuine heart and intentions.
How could they smile in this photo, knowing what Vincent was doing would devastate her? How could they tolerate such a thing without any regard for her? Just like Vincent, wasn't she also their friend?
"Haha…" A weak laugh escaped her quivering lips, overwhelmed by this revelation.
All Fil could feel was shock and confusion. She couldn't even cry. Even when she was on the verge of screaming, she could only stare at the photo as if etching their smiles in her mind.
"And here I was… almost crippled by my conscience for letting my emotions get the better of me," she murmured, almost laughing out loud. "Yet these people didn't seem to lose a wink of sleep after tolerating such behaviors. Goodness. I feel like a clown."
