"Phoebe... you're here."
In the moment Phoebe Lyle answered the phone, all his thousands of words transformed into the simplest phrase.
He couldn't face Phoebe Lyle; he started to regret his actions.
Before meeting Phoebe Lyle again, he had been a ruthless person, never caring about the victims, and even found dragging others into the abyss a pleasure.
But after meeting Phoebe Lyle, it was as if he had found his own hope and sunshine, a hand reaching out from the darkness pulling him towards the light, the softest part of his youth, the direction of his heart.
He started trying to become better, planning to dissolve the online lending company after completing the last month of engagements and then turn over a new leaf, living a good life with the person he loved most.
All this was his dream, a presumptuous dream.
"Hmm, are you... alright?" Phoebe Lyle's tone was flat, her eyes revealing indifference, as if they had never known each other.
