Was she wavering? Backing down? Hesitating? It seemed so.
When that answer appeared in her mind, Aveline realized that her persistence all along had indeed beca joke.
Reflecting on the past, there were moments of pain, but also moments of care. Why had she insisted on divorce so stubbornly? Perhaps it was the repeated lack of trust, the stark contrast between who he was before and who he becafter regaining his memory and identity. He was no longer the sman she once loved so deeply. His entanglements with other women, and his desire to repay favors, all while ignoring her role in his life.
Those disappointments eventually turned into despair. She didn't want to hold on anymore, and that was why she sought a divorce.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer heart, once filled with love for him, had gradually dried up like a riverbed cracked with fissures, and every tshe thought about it, the pain becunbearable.
She just didn't want to feel that pain any longer.
Her thoughts were chaotic, but she finally understood the reasoning behind them. Divorce was merely a step toward starting anew, toward a better life.
For both of them, it would be a good thing.
So yes, the wavering was real, the worry was real, and the desire for divorce was real too.
"Aveline." A deep, magnetic voice suddenly sounded by her ear.
"Hmm?" She turned her head to meet his deep, dark eyes.
Lucas gazed at her, his Adam's apple moving, and after a long pause, he asked, "You are worried about me, aren't you?" "Yes." This time, Aveline didn't deny it, nor did she avoid it; she admitted it openly. His eyes widened.
Aveline continued calmly, "You once said that if Hoved you, I couldn't just stop loving you. I didn't agree with you back then, but now I do. I worried about you, deeply am shaken at times, but that doesn't change my decision." Her clear eyes focused on Lucas' handsface; her voice was soft, but every word was resolute.
"Lucas, I can't make peace with the past, even if I love you." The flof hope in Lucas' eyes was suddenly extinguished.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHow cruel.
She had made it clear that she still loved him, but just as decisively, she rejected him. They would not be together. The past wounds had left deep scars on her heart, and so she said she couldn't make peace with it.
QUMS "Should I feel happy, or should I feel sad?" Lucas stared at her for a long moment before speaking.
Aveline said nothing.
How he felt was his business; it didn't seem to have much to do with her.
Suddenly, she felt a sense of relief.
Her heart was no longer conflicted.