Horton Family.
Keira Olsen's words weren't too much of a surprise for Lewis Horton.
She had always been a carefree woman.
Yet, Lewis's heart was still fiercely gripped. He opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, wanting to say no, wanting to ask her to wait for him, to give him more time, he was sure he could think of a better solution.
But before he could speak, Keira Olsen had already stood up, her gaze fixed on him, "I don't mean to pressure you, but I've thought this through, and this might be the only way."
Lewis Horton tightened his jaw, clenched his fists, "Keira, I..."
"You've already tried your best, you chose me, I know," Keira looked at him. "But you can't really watch her die."
Lewis Horton furrowed his brow, "I can."
"You can now," Keira stared straight at him. "But what about the future?"
Lewis Horton was taken aback.
"You will feel guilty about her, and that guilt will bury deep in your heart, Lewis Horton, I don't want you to bear such mental pressure."
