After speaking, he glanced at Gordon Ford's face.
'There was still so much more he wanted to say.'
After some thought, he decided against it. Gordon Ford had always been more resolute than him, with better judgment.
'So when it came to Stella Sterling, Gordon Ford had his own way of thinking. As a friend, it wasn't my place to meddle or ask too many questions!'
'His connection to Stella Sterling was just a fleeting one. Once this was all over, they would leave, and their paths would likely never cross again.'
「...」
A few more days passed. The situation outside showed little improvement, but the snow piled up against the building had nearly reached the eighth floor.
The residents on the lower floors were in absolute misery. Their apartments were completely entombed by the snow, leaving them without even a sliver of ventilation.
