Adrian, this is my first time killing someone in my life; you have no idea how scared I was..."
She hugged him tightly, as if by doing so, she could gain the strength and courage to fight against her fears.
She loved a person, not willing to be like the climbing trumpet vine, but rather a cotton tree beside her lover, standing together with the image of a great tree; their roots intertwined beneath the ground.
He forcefully entered her life, turning it upside down, but it also made her unconsciously learn to depend on him. She vulnerably relied on the man in front of her.
"Don't be afraid, he's already dead!" He gently stroked her hair, using a soft voice to soothe her emotions.
"Why didn't you come to rescue me sooner?" She complained to him, all her grievances turning into sadness, and that sadness flowed into tears, dripping onto his palm.
