He hadn't held her tightly, so when she pulled away, the warmth and the faint scent of mint left her as if she had never felt it.
Looking at his hand, now empty after she had pushed it away, a bitter smile tugged at Alex's lips. With a hint of self-mockery, he said, "I'm not worthy, am I, Lily?"
To her, he seemed to mean nothing anymore...
Just like when he and Ethan had fought, the person she had chosen to protect wasn't him.
Over a decade of childhood friendship, of growing up together, couldn't compare to a relationship that had lasted less than a month...
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fill the nine-year gap where they hadn't seen each other.
"…" Lily didn't answer. She raised her hand and wiped away her tears.
It wasn't just Alex who wasn't worthy. Neither of them was deserving of standing in this villa, embracing...
