If it's really that painful, why not let go?
...
These words, like a needle, pierced into Daisy Ginger's mind, first awakening her subconscious.
"No!"
Her mind was unclear, but her refusal was strong and decisive. She looked at the man's face in front of her, her voice hoarse: "No one has the right to tell me to give up on you, Edward Stephens, you told me to wait for you, what gives you the right!"
Ian Linton raised his hand, his fingertips gently touching her cheek, but his tone was calm, "But he doesn't love you at all."
"..." Daisy Ginger was slightly stunned, her eyes, seemingly filled with mist, opened wide for a moment, carrying confusion and intense pain.
"Everyone sees it, Edward Stephens doesn't love you." Ian Linton said indifferently, "Everyone sees it, can't you see it?"
