Kaka gazed at her intently, his eyes deep; he seemed to have guessed what Wushuang was about to say. He remained silent, merely holding Wushuang's hand and slowly tightening his grip, causing severe pain for her.
Just as Wushuang's heart was aching.
She was waiting for him, for him to say he agreed.
She looked at the man she had loved for nearly half her life, every feature familiar to her, etched deeply into her heart, even down to his delicately long eyelashes.
She wouldn't let go!
She had thought about staying away from him, thinking being near him would suffice for a lifetime, satisfied with just knowing he was alive. However, that thought was fleeting; she was unwilling.
Why should she suffer like this, why should their love bring such torment? Safeguarding her life was important, but what did life mean without him? Those past ten-plus years of pursuit had worn her down.
If Kaka didn't love her, so be it. But since he did, she was resolute in not letting go.
