A sudden familiar chill welled up in her heart; it was as if an extremely thin blade made of ice had slid past her heart. It didn't hurt, but the coldness penetrated to the bone.
Amanda Smith fell silent for a while before slowly saying, "How could you... bear to do that?"
She seemed to find it very strange, not understanding why Tim Morrison would say such a thing, as if she had truly spoiled them. It was as if she could only ever be good to him, and if he was unhappy, it meant she hadn't served him well enough.
It was all her fault.
It was all her wrongdoing.
"Tim Morrison, have you ever loved someone?"
"Of course."
"Then have you ever stopped loving her?"
"..."