บท 132: Chapter 132

Winter was also not feeling well tonight. 

She sat on the bed after making sure that her mother was already sleeping, but she didn't feel drowsy at all. 

Her mind kept on reminding her of Sebastian's face. 

All of the vulnerability and desperation that he showed, and how fragile he looked as he discarded all of his pretense while hugging her waist. 

It made her feel sad, because she knew that Sebastian was being genuine, and yet… she wasn't sure if she could truly reciprocate his feelings, especially after what he did in their previous lives.

'What's wrong with you, Winter? Why are you weakening?' Winter blamed herself because she let her emotions sweep her logic.

She often fantasized about seeing him grovel on his knees, hugging her desperately and begging to be forgiven. But Winter would ignore him completely and never forgive him until he fell into despair. 

It was a sickening fantasy, but it kept her alive for a while.