"Mabel... can you forgive me? I just want your forgiveness!" He said softly, slowly straightening up, his dark phoenix eyes gazing at her, seemingly hopeful, yet also anxious and uneasy.
This Kyle Kinston seemed to have shed the aura of superiority, lowering all his posture, only to seek her forgiveness.
Mabel Quinn took a deep breath, her gaze returning to the person in front of her. Once, on the night before she left, in this room, she also said she forgave him, but he had already forgotten.
At that time, the greatest sorrow was a dead heart. Her heart had already died, wanting to sever everything between them before leaving, so she said she forgave him, because she didn't want to hate, didn't want to resent, nor did she want to love.
But now...
