Bab 90: White Rose (2)

"I love you, leave, my heart believes,

A paradox of tangled leaves,

With every word, I push you away,

Hoping you'll choose to stay."

June's voice emerged like a whisper, tender yet powerful. It carried the weight of sorrow and longing, and the crowd watched with awe as his heartfelt delivery seemed to pierce through the very soul of the song. 

As the song's chorus approached, their voices intertwined in a harmonious blend that sent shivers down the audience's spine.

"I love you, leave; I don't love you, don't leave. 

My mouth spewed lies of make-believe. 

Promises unravel, a fragile game we play,

I don't love you, don't leave, don't let this slip away."