Jordan Guthrie's breath hitched slightly, and after a long pause, he said softly, "Since you know, then live well and always stay with me."
Joy Parker was reminded of her own health condition by his words and fell into a bit of silence.
Yes, what was she thinking...
Whether she could continue to live was in question, and once dead, there would be no remembering this anymore.
She reached out her arm to wrap around Jordan Guthrie's waist, burying her head in his chest, inhaling his scent, a bitter sweetness emerging in her heart.
At this moment, how she wished that Jordan Guthrie had not found her, so he wouldn't have to bear the torment of her leaving.
How she wished he could forget her, with all the hurt she had brought him in this lifetime, how good it would be if he could forget.
Even companionship she couldn't offer, what use was she like this?
It would be better if he had not found her, that they never see each other again, to let her die quietly in this small town...
