"I thought I was indifferent enough, but compared to you, Ariel Morris, I really feel ashamed. We were together for only a few months, yes, it wasn't long. But Ariel Morris, how much of this relationship did you really take seriously? You managed to leave quietly, for eight whole years!"
During those few months, every day, every moment, he never forgot a single thing; it was engraved into his heart, every little detail as clear as yesterday.
For eight years, he clung to these memories, alone, sleepless night after night.
Ariel Morris lowered her eyes without speaking, pressing her lips together, quietly listening to him.
"Ariel Morris, you came back after eight years still for the Morris Clan, still because you want me to rescue them." Arlo Seys sneered, "Do you feel a sense of accomplishment playing me? Or, are you unhappy unless you see me tormented to death by your own hands?"
