The gaze that once fell upon her was so scorching and affectionate, could it be that it was all just an illusion?
Only after seeing Amanda Smith today did she vaguely realize that it was indeed just her own misconception.
The way that man looked at that woman, that's when she truly understood what it means to have a love as deep as the ocean.
Even somewhat embarrassingly, she discovered that there were some aspects of that woman that were similar to her own.
No, or rather, that there were some aspects of her that resembled that other woman.
Their faces might not be the same, but their demeanor was strikingly similar, and even if she was reluctant to admit it, she could not deny that she might just be a substitute.
For the past four years, the gaze he had for her was not really on her, but fixed on someone else; through her, his deep affection was meant for another.
It was for the woman who was now sleeping on the office desk.