Sophie Sullivan slowly raised her head, looking at the starry sky, "Thomas Shannon, I'm exhausted."
Thomas Shannon was not afraid of her getting angry, nor was he afraid of her exploding, but he feared those words: exhausted.
Exhausted…
Such a powerless word.
"Sophie, don't be like this."
Thomas Shannon turned her body, pulling her into his embrace, gently patting her back with one hand, "I know I've done many things that upset you, and I know I shouldn't have lost memories of you, but these are all understandable. Can you… can you give me another chance? Charlie River said you have experienced amnesia too; I think you understand the pain of amnesia better than anyone. Believe me, I am more eager than anyone to recover those lost memories; I hope more than anyone to regain every bit that belongs to us."
He has said everything he should say and is willing to do everything he can do.
But her attitude has already left him at a loss.
