Karen cried, her tears dropped on her fair skin which reminded Kevin of what he did.
She looked at him with her teary eyes which were crystal clear enough to reflect his actions after he lost control.
Kevin was stunned for a moment. Was the man who lost control in front of Karen really him?
How could I... lose control like that?
Kevin couldn't understand.
He didn't know why he became like that.
Kevin sighed deeply, then gently approached Karen and carefully kissed away the tears that were on her face.
Her tears were bitter, very bitter. The bitterness filled Kevin's heart, and his emotions turned to guilt that he had never felt before.
"I'm sorry," he said.
After saying that, Kevin turned around and left in a hurry.
The door slammed shut behind Kevin, which blocked Karen's vision and she could no longer see Kevin.
She lowered her head and looked at her torn dress. She felt so sad that her tears rolled down her cheeks again.
She took a deep breath and forced her tears back into her eyes. She stopped herself from crying.
She leaned against the door, and she held her face with her hands. Then, she took a deep breath.
Kevin came into her life suddenly when she was not ready at all.
As time passed, she began to care for him. She cared about how she was in his eye and whether or not he knew her past.
Now, she didn't even have the courage to tell him about what happened in the Midwest. She could not dare to imagine how he would think of her after he knew what happened. Will he misunderstand her and think less of her just like the rest?
Karen was feeling very insecure, so she didn't dare to mention anything to Kevin, because she didn't want him to know that she came from a family that was so terrible.
She even worried that if he knew the truth, he would probably break up with her.
Buzz...
Suddenly, the mobile phone vibrated and buzzed on the coffee table, which startled Karen.
She dragged her skirt and picked up her phone. A strange number appeared on the screen, which was not in her contact list.
But Karen still recognized this number. How could she not remember this mobile phone number which belonged to someone who used to be so close to her?
The phone was still ringing, but Karen's fingers were frozen, and she did not move her fingers. She was having a hard time deciding if she should answer it or not.
After thinking for a while, Karen decided to listen to what the person has to say.
At last, Karen slid her fingers through her phone screen and answered the phone.
After she picked up the call, no one said anything. It was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing through the phone.
After some time, Kristine spoke first.
"Karen, are you free tomorrow? Let's meet up."
Kristine's gentle voice passed through the phone into Karen's ear, which was still as charming as ever.
Karen still remembered that Faye used to describe Kristine's voice, "It was made to seduce men on the phone. No wonder Charlie was seduced by her so quickly."
"Karen..."
Karen did not respond, the person on the other side of the phone tried to call for her again.
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