She envied them; the way those two bickered made her, as a bystander, truly feel their love was warm and adorable.
It saddened her... remembering what Langdon Seal said on the yacht, remembering the injured person now, the knife, and the pool of blood staining his chest, covering her fingertips, she felt chilled all over, shivering uncontrollably.
The two of them could argue up close, at least they could still see each other's faces.
But between her and Jose Floyd, perhaps in this lifetime, they would never have any interaction again, even if they did, it would be a scenario of mutual destruction.
Truly, it was better not to meet than to meet.
Ariel Morris' lips moved slightly, just about to retort, when Arlo Seys shot over a cold gaze.
Under the eaves, one cannot help but lower their head; moreover, the current Arlo Seys wouldn't treat her with the same tenderness as when they were young. If she touched a nerve, what if he reneged on the agreement?
