"See, I told you it would be embarrassing." Hong Qing covered her face, yet anger still trembled in her voice. She had wasted half her life pampering a lazy idiot.
Now she only wanted to end it and move on.
"No, no, it's just... wow. I knew something was wrong with you, but this is bigger than I thought." Wu Han finally understood what had been twisting inside her mind.
The hope she kept feeding herself clashed with the reality she lived in, and that mixture poisoned everything.
The worst thing a person could do was trap themselves in their own fantasy.
Illusion was meant to be used on others.
Turn it inward and it became addiction.
The real self would begin to rot underneath, either collapsing into madness or sinking so deep into lies that it could never climb back out.
