"Must... go back to the place?"
At that moment, Eve finally realized one thing.
Being different from her, the much older uncle had definitely experienced a lot and known many people; his world was much broader than her own.
In such a world, he must have met someone who could make him feel happy, right? Not someone like her who was only a troublemaker, unable to do anything by herself and always needing the uncle's help, but someone who genuinely aided the uncle and even made him feel dependent.
According to his definition of love, in his heart, he had surely already found someone he liked, right?
And the person who made him find someone he liked was not her, the one who could stay in his heart was not her.
The person he loved was not her.
That was obvious; after all, she had only been with the uncle for such a short time. It might have been very important to her, but for the uncle, it was just a brief interlude in his long life.
