The black Cayenne sped down the road.
Iris Harris turned her head to look at the hurried crowd outside the window, her expression calm.
The car cabin was very quiet, so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.
She didn't know when it started, but they had already become what they are now.
Once chasing his figure, it seemed like just yesterday, sitting in his car was an impossible dream for her.
Time is indeed wonderful. It gave her everything and took everything away, leaving her alone in the end.
The person she once yearned for all her life, this time, really wouldn't come back.
Her first love, and also her last.
Perhaps she was indeed too stubborn, which led to such an ending. If she could have been a bit weaker, retreating from Brandan Hyde's repeated indifference, maybe she wouldn't have been hurt like this.
However... even if she were given another chance, this would still be the only outcome.
