Having finished, Thalassa began to rise, only to be abruptly stopped by Leopold, who grasped her hand fiercely.
His palm was slightly damp and feverishly warm.
Startled, Thalassa reflexively yanked her hand back, her voice a passionate outcry, "Leopold, I've made things clear. If you are under the impression that I saved you when I stopped the car that day, let me correct you now. It wasn't about you. I did it because Isabella called for help. I would do the same for any stranger in danger, not just because it was you!"
Thalassa was desperate to make him understand. Her eyes, brimming with earnestness, bore into his.
She wanted him to let go.
Lysander had already made it clear.
Since that fateful night five years ago, things between them were no longer possible.
Leopold had been with Isabella, and she herself had lost her purity to Lysander.
From that moment on, she and Leopold were destined to be two parallel lines, never meant to intersect.
She wished he could move on and start anew.
He could fall in love with another woman, have a woman who would genuinely love him, marry the right woman, have children, and live happily ever after.
If he chose to dwell on their past, it would only hurt him.
Thalassa's tone was firm and resolute, filled with frustration and a hint of panic.
She was scared, scared that her past might show through, giving Leopold false hope.
Hearing Thalassa's unyielding words, Leopold felt a sharp pain in his heart.
He had thought that Thalassa risked her own life to stop his car because she still cared for him, and she couldn't let go.
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