A debt must be repaid sooner or later, whether one faces it or avoids it.
It's just a slap, endure it and it will pass.
Thea Lynch kept comforting herself.
After passing security, Thea Lynch leaned against him, feeling gloomy.
"Why don't you hit me back now? Waiting is too tormenting, might as well get it over with."
"When did I say I would hit you?"
"You didn't say it directly, but that's roughly what you meant."
"Aren't you always burying yourself in work every day?"
"What do you mean?" The topic shifted awkwardly, and Thea Lynch couldn't keep up with his rhythm.
Soon after, she heard Ian Preston leisurely add, "How do you even have time to think about all these useless things? Isn't it tiring?"
Thea Lynch: "..."
When she was little, Thea Lynch wasn't like this; she grew up being cherished and was bright like the sunshine. Later misfortunes made her develop a sensitive and suspicious nature. Even though her body had healed over the years, that part hadn't changed.
