The Price of Love Is Death
Annie, with a blank expression, dragged him toward the treatment room while continuing to prepare his medicine for him.
Seeing George in such a pitiful state made me laugh. I remembered when I had begged George for mercy years ago, feeling utterly humiliated.
I knelt by his bed, clothes disheveled, and pleaded, “George, please, just let me go! I’ll do anything you want. Just let me go and divorce me.”
George, however, looked at me with a deep gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“Luna, don’t rush. I know you don’t truly love me right now. I won’t hurt you. I’ll wait until you fall in love with me. We have a lifetime; we can take our time.”
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